Her Mother's Daughter

Jentry does not look much like me, namely her blond hair, but I am beginning to realize that she just might have her mother's obsession with organization.  As I was making spaghetti for dinner, my little helper kept sticking her fingers in the sauce.  I finally decided to put some in a bowl for her to keep her occupied for a few minutes.  She was contently eating the sauce with a spoon in the kitchen as I ran downstairs to change a load of laundry. When I returned, the empty bowl was on the kitchen counter. Miss Jentry and more importantly the spoon were no where to be seen.  I yelled for her and she ran into the kitchen and said, "What?" I asked her where the spoon was and she proudly explained, "I put it away."  I immediately was thinking, in which sofa cushion am I going to find the sauce covered spoon?  So I asked her "Where is away?"  She calmly walked over to the dishwasher, opened the door and pointed to the spoon, which was neatly placed upright in the silverware rack.  Ah...I have trained her well!  Now, if only she could teach her Grandma.