This little girl agreed, but I felt bad because the mess was large so I offered to help her out. She tried to use the small "floor sweeper" to sweep up the paper clippings from off the carpet which to no surprise of mine was not working. I told her she needed to pick those pieces up with her hands. Knowing she really wanted to use the floor sweeper, I suggested she sweep up the pieces on the wood flooring and then help me with the carpet mess. When I was nearly done picking up the pieces on the carpet, I got a little frustrated again because the mess on the wood flooring was much less and I expected her to be able to sweep those pieces and help me with the larger mess on the carpet. As if to suggest she was taking too long and she should hurry up instead of dallying, I turned to her and gently said, "Look at all the pieces I picked up already; I'm almost done."
Though it sounded perfectly sarcastic to me, she replied with love and sincerity, "Good job, Ms. Ashleigh," as she smiled and nodded with approval.
It took everything to fight the explosion of laughter within me and to just simply say, "Thank you."
My frustration was instantly gone and when she was done cleaning her part, I just gave her a hug and reminded her that I love her.
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