Little Miss "Smarty Pants"

So, we are cruising along-mile by mile-heading home from our visit to the pacific northwest. And somewhere between the City of Lights and the Grand Canyon; or perhaps it was between the Land of Enchantment and the Lone Star state...who cares? I don’t remember. Anyhow, I hear Furr-ball sighing…for the third or fourth time and decide to turn around to find out why. Below is the conversation that ensued:

“What’s the matter?” I ask. “Are you bored?”
“Yes,” She replies. “There’s nothing to do.”
“Why don’t you take a nap?”
“Sleeping is not something to do.”

(Ouch! That hurt!! And of course Daddoo had to give it a try).

“ Why don’t you play one of your Nitendo DS games then?
“Dad,that’s a great idea!" She replies. "But, I don’t want to.”

Well, what more can I say? We pretty much had to bite our tongues and keep our opinions and suggestions to ourselves for the next 1,800 miles or so. Miss “Smarty Pants” did not leave us much of a recourse-;)