Yesterday evening I asked Daughter to empty the dishwasher. I walked over to get something, and discovered that once again she had left a number of items sitting on the counter. "Come put these things away."
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"I don't know where they go."
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"You can ask."
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"I can't ask when you're filling pill boxes and your back is hurting. I need to stay away from you!"
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The whole time this conversation was going on, she was putting the items away, in their proper places, without any direction from me. Sigh.
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