Miriam: "Mummy. I cannot go to the ball until the windows are washed and the laundry folded."
Me: "That's right." (I'm the "mean mother.")
Miriam: "Please, please, let me wash your windows."
And she did. For 30 minutes. Not spotless, but I can live with a four-year-old princess who does her chores.
Thank you,
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