Today on our way home from our local library my husband and I were discussing how incompetent some of the librarians are and how we tend to avoid one of them every time she is there because we can never get a straight answer from her. All along my seven year old daughter is listening quietly in the back while we have our conversation. As soon as we both think the conversation is over and we are now quietly driving along my daughter chimes in from the back seat and asks, "Daddy, did you give her an upper cut!" We both just looked at each other and started laughing. She really is something else.