Last weekend, I set out for a museum quality clean.. the kitchen counters were completely visible and I started polishing them with anticeptic wipes.. Zoe wanted to help.. I gave her one.. she wanted to do more.. I sent her to the bathroom upstairs while I did the bathroom downstairs.. when I came back, our spotless, super shiny counters were covered with water.. she wanted them extra clean.. so she watered them down.. I was quite at my whits end and asked her to go downstairs.. "But I want to help she said".. so we dried them off again.. polished and clean.. but she was made at me for not appreciating her work.. and ran off to the toy room.. I asked her to either stay in there or go outside.. In the end I said I was proud and very thankful for her cleaning and told her I'd take her out for icecream.
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