Following in my footsteps?

I'm cracking up right now.

When I was a kid, I would sit and go through ads and magazines and read them, like I was doing commercials for the radio. I don't remember how old I was at the time, but I was pretty young.

As I write this, Kensley is sitting right beside me, reading a dogs' health supplies magazine and telling me about every item, explaining what you do with it and how amazing it would be if you bought it.

Heaven help me, she just might follow in my footsteps.