My Kid, the Comedian (Act 2)

My 6-year-old daughter, Annagrace, has a tremedously quick wit.  Our family was in the grocery store the other day (in which the lights went out for 15 seconds during an awesome thunderstorm–you could hear everyone in the place sigh collectively).  We went off to get some spices for chicken, and we were going to meet my wife and my youngest child somewhere else in the store.  The following conversation took place right after we found said spices and went off to look for my wife and youngest daughter:

Me:  “Watch out for your mom.”  Meaning, of course, to look for her so we could spot her.

Her (without missing a beat):  “Why, does she bite?”

Awesome…

One of my first posts showed her comedic timing:  My Kid, the Comedian