S. walks into my office with her hands on her hips. She looks around and sees the cabled knit squares I was putting together on the floor.
S: Hey, you're really making a mess on the floor!
Me: Oh, I am, am I?
S: (comes closer to investigate. Steps on top of the squares) Yes, you are. Stop it.
Exit, stage left.
In the living room to dh and A.
S: Mommy's really making a mess in the office!
A: Yeah, I know.
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