Quote from Madison

She was being very naughty and not really grasping the fact that I was not joking but actually trying to discipline her.

Finally in exasperation, I said, "Maddie, you don't have any respect for me!"

To which she quipped, "Yes I do!  I'm just saving it for later."'


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