Number Eight

"Mum, do you remember when I went on a trip?," my daughter asks.

It was only this past weekend that we travelled to Moose Jaw to attend my Aunt's funeral. So I answer that, "Yes, I do remember our trip."

Then Isobel says "Let's go back to 'Number Eight.'"

For a moment I can't figure out what she is talking about. And then it dawns on me. We stayed in the Super 8 Hotel. She wants to go back there and push the buttons for the elevator and eat in the breakfast bar. She cried when we checked out. Such a big adventure for a 4-year old girl.

Later, I laugh and ask her where she'd like to go.

"To the Number One," Isobel replies.

She should be in charge of the corporation's advertising portfolio.

Gives a whole new meaning to the old sayings, "Behind the 8-Ball" or "Eight is enough." Now we stay at "Number Eight," too!