The other day, Ally was struggling to bring a large stuffed dog upstairs. (This dog is creepy. It looks real and just weirds me out everytime I see it) She asked me to carry it for her, so I did. Later that night, I told her it was cleanup time. She needed to take the dog back down to her room. She gave a little argument and then a light bulb went on! She had the perfect reason. You could see it in her face. She thought she had outsmarted me. She wasn't going to have to listen (that's our catchphrase around the house) and cleanup. Why?
"I didn't bring it upstairs, Mommy. You did. You put it away."