(Alright, Penny actually insisted on peeling the potatoes. Mike had to tell her how wonderful each "finished" potato was before discreetly peeling the remainder himself. As for Daisy, I had actually told her she couldn't make brownies just yet. . . . Next thing I know, she's making brownies. Stinker. Of course it is hard to be too upset at the kind of disobedience that results in brownies. Mike halfheartedly tried to mumble something about her not getting to eat any brownies, but we both knew we'd never hold to such a punishment.)
You're nearly three. It's time you earned your keep!And you! Quit idling. Get helping with the potatoes!And while your at it, make some brownies! This instant!