On Saturday, while visiting Dad in Moose Jaw, he asked if I would be okay with driving him to the vet's office to pick up the heart medicine for his little dog. I agreed quite willingly.
"Are you sure," he asked again.
I replied, to reassure him, "It's not hard Dad. It's not hard."
"Ship!" piped up a voice from the backseat.
"Excuse me?"
"It's not a hardship," the kid replied.
Well, no, no it is not. But ummm ... where did the kid learn the word hardship?!??!?!!
she is SMART!!!
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