And in striking contrast....

...today I was picking up some things in my bedroom and Avery happened to come in. I asked her to take her shoes to her room and she said, "But moooooom, I'm tiiirrreddd of cleaning all the time! I don't want to pick up my shoes." After a bit more discussion she finally complied and then immediately followed with, "What can I play with?" She's presently talking herself aloud through what Mr. Potato Head ought to wear today, considering the weather and what will match his funny orange feet.