“You wanna drink milk or apple juice?” Brie called from the refrigerator.

“I’m not thirsty.”

Brie frowned. “I’m pouring you a cup of apple juice anyway.” A minute later, she was standing over the blocks, holding out a bright red sippy-cup.

Jinny didn’t look up. “That’s just another dish for you to wash.”

Brie set the cup on the floor, and grumbled her way to the sink. With the sink running at full blast, she began whittling down the stack of dirty dishes. Had her chores only included the ones they had just used, she would be done in a couple minutes. Unfortunately, there were at least two days of unwashed items.