Time to clean up!

Em has her very own corner in the store where she can hang out and play. It often looks like I'm running a daycare instead of a pet supply store . . . .and we have to clean up the toy explosion.

Me: Hey Em--it's time to put your toys away. . . .

Em: Nah! I'm not going to let you!

Me: Okay fine, I'll put you away with the toys then.

Em: Oh My, she really did it. Do you see this? I'm in a box. A freakin box. Are you kidding me??

Em: You're going to let me out, right??

Me: Nope. You get to stay in the toy box.

Em: I'm afraid. . .really really afraid. . . .
Me: Just teasing.
Em: I knew it! Mom's such a jokester!

Em: Whew, I'm out of the box where it's safe!