Wonder Woman Moves for Wine

Friday night we were hanging out at my neighbor's house. This is a win-win for me. Her kids are 10 and 13 while mine are 2 and 4. My girls absolutely adore her 10 year old daughter and she loves to "babysit." So the kids are all taken care of while the grown ups can sit around, talk and drink (told you it was a win-win.)  If this is not the first time you've read my stories, you are well aware that my kids are trained to get beers out of the fridge. They are not allowed to get me wine yet, because they are still too little for that. Right now we're mastering pouring milk without spilling, so we're only on step 2. Wine is down the road a bit.

While we're sitting there drinking her 13 year old son comes through the living room, heading towards the kitchen and I ask him to pour me another glass of wine. She leaps off the couch, grabs my glass, and says "That's ok, I'll get it." Her moves were quite impressive. If she had a cape and a crown, she could have beat Wonder Woman's ass; wrist bands or no wrist bands. At this point I am in a total state of confusion. She comes back with my wine and sits down. I am looking at her like she's from Mars. And here we go:

Me: "What was that all about?"

Her: "What?"

Me: "Your Wonder Woman moves."

Her: "Wonder Woman moves?"

Me: "When I asked him to get me a glass of wine."

Her: "I've never asked my kids to get me a beer or pour me a glass of wine."

Me (look of TOTAL astonishment): "Seriously?!!?"

Her: "Mmm-hmm."

Me: "Isn't that why you had kids?"

Obviously, that is not the only reason you have kids, but it's definitely a perk. I just couldn't get over the fact that at 10 and 13 they have never gotten a beer or poured a glass of wine.  I think my grandfather taught me the art of pouring beer from a keg at age 4 or 5. All I know is her kids will need to do some serious training before they go off to college.