My husband only speaks the truth.  He said this while watching me corral our daughter into the bathroom to brush her teeth tonight. 

My mom used to joke that the ultimate “Mother’s curse” was that your child “have one just like you;”  I can’t count the number of times I was cursed growing up.  Well, Samantha and I are pretty different, but she’s certainly not lacking in the brains department, or in language skills, either.  I think you know the curse has served it’s purpose when in your head you are constructing a sincere apology to your parents for all the time it took to get you into the bathroom years ago.