I asked the kids to do a little picking up. William jumped right in and took care of the toys I asked him to.
Amelia stood back and surveyed the mess. She then bent over and plucked out a plastic ring William unearthed this morning from the mess and put it on her finger.
Then she said quietly (to herself, I think) "there. I helped pick up. I picked up William's special ring and put it on my finger."
Then she flounced out of the room to either make bigger messes else where or to torment her brother with her possession of his ring.
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