Clean up on aisle four

Thursday morning, approximately 8:40 a.m.

Mom: Harper, it's time to go to school. Let's go - grab your backpack, please.

(Shouts from the kitchen towards the other side of the house.)

Harper: .....

Mom: Harper, c'mon, we need to get in Mommy's car.

(Heads towards Harper's room to corral her towards the front door.)

Mom: What in the?! Really? All the food from your room?

(Watches in disbelief as Harper shuffles her feet through the plastic food.)

Harper: Hi!

(Smiles. Picks up new measuring spoons and heads for the front door.)