Monster dumped all her food off her tray.   great.   i’m not busy enough, and didn’t the maids just come yesterday?

So i shooed her out of the kitchen and started mopping.   gathering household cleaning utensils looked like fun, so she grapped the small mop and started throwing all the remaining filth back around the room.   I took it away from her and she yelled “MINE!”

to which i firmly replied “No.”

to which she grabbed the broom and went “mine?” and then set off toward the hallway.

good enough.