The apple doesn’t fall far

My wife complained to me today.

Your daughter is so much like you, it’s frustrating.

“It takes her forever to wake up. She only wants a sliver of light, she doesn’t talk, she’s moody.”

“Sounds about right” I say, “Is that so bad?”

"In the mornings it’s okay but the when I pick her up from daycare, it takes forever to get her going."

"By the time she’s firing on all cylinders it’s time to head in for dinner. Argh!"