From the Mouth of Viva

I overhead the following conversation earlier today, and it made me laugh.

Genevieve was in the dining room, and I had just told her to carry the laundry basket of dish towels into the kitchen so she and Jake could fold them.  She was half heartedly trying to pick the basket up off the side of the chair but wasn't really interested, and so she called out to her brother.

Viva: "I can't pick this up, come here Jake!"  Then... "Here, pick up this corner and then I'll help you carry it... or do you want to be a strong boy, and carry it all by yourself?"

Jake, of course, promptly picked up the basket and carted it off to the kitchen all on his own.

:)