You Can’t Trash-talk Your Way Out Of This One

I walk into my five-year-old daughter’s room and it is a mess.

Me: “Clean this up.”

I come back twenty minutes later and the room still isn’t clean.

Me: “Clean your room. I’m coming back in twenty minutes anything that’s still on the floor I’m throwing away.”

Twenty minutes pass and I go back to her room. She’s picked up all her toys but still has paper and a box from a new toy on the floor.

Me: “Pick up this trash and throw it away.”

Daughter: “You told me anything I don’t pick up you are going to throw away so I left all the trash on the floor!”

Well… s***.