Tonight, before dinner:

Miss T: I’m firsty! I want some juice.

Me: Go get your cup out of the fridge then.  You can reach it.  Then sit down at the table, it’s almost time to eat.

Miss T: [retrieves juice, settles herself at the table] I did it!

Me: Good!  Did you wash your hands?

Miss T: [huffs loudly, clearly quite annoyed] Well WHY did you tell me to sit at the table then?

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