She forgets

It was a normal afternoon, and as per the norm for our crew, we were running late for something. My Beloved called out, "Can you pack my water bottle? Can you pack my phone?"

I replied, as I often have before, "They're right next to the door, ready for you."

Two minutes later, my Beloved cried out again, "Can you pack my water bottle? And bring me my phone?"

Bemusedly, I responded, "Yep, they're in the same place next to the door the last time you asked."

My 9 year old Jewel of a daughter, walking away from her frantic mom, and with all the gentleness of a child referring to a sweet, sweet senior citizen that she loves and adores, turned to me and whispered...

"She forgets."