Sarah has been driving me crazy with her inane excuses so that she does not have to clean up her toys. It can range from I'm sleepy, I'm itchy to the more absurd, "My hand too short and cannot reach!!" Excuse me, the piece of paper is on the floor and she is standing beside it!!
She goes into an emotional overdrive acting as if I had just abused her by asking her to clean up. She would want a hug, say she wants her father, ask me or her sister for help to clean - all these amidst loud wailing and non-stop tears flowing down her cheeks.
Goodness, it is more stressful to ask her to clean up than it is to just do it myself.
Times like this, I am craving for a maid...
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