This happened a while ago now, but it’s too good to go undocumented.
Little miss was sitting on the kitchen floor eating yogurt from a tub and she flung the cover on the floor next to her.
Divya, pick it up and pop it in the bin, I said.
No. You. She replied.
It was a teaching moment, so I grasped it and said, Divya, can you say, please amma, can you pop this in the bin for me?
So she said, Please amma, you pop this in the bin for me.. (just as I was beginning to feel the glow from acing a parenting moment), otherwise, you go naughty corner!