This morning, Peter managed to spill his bowl of cereal down the counter where we eat and all over the floor. I didn’t get upset; I just asked him what happened and then told him to clean it up. He first said, “I can’t!”; I told him he was capable of cleaning it. Then he said, “I don’t want to!” I said, “I don’t want to either!” His response: “Maybe we can ask Daddy.”
For the record, Daddy didn’t want to clean it either. Peter eventually cleaned it up, with a little help from me.
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