Jade raided the "Tickle Trunk" this morning and dressed up as a princess. She had a pair of princess shoes and I asked her if they were for the ball.
"No, they're for my feet," she informed me.
I explained that a ball is a name for a big, fancy dance and asked her if she was going to the big, fancy dance.
"Yes, like Cinderella," she said.
Sensing an opportunity, I went for it. "Well, Cinderella, you have to clean up before you can go to the ball."
"OK!" said my Cinderalla, happily tidying up the kitchen. I chuckled at my cleverness.
Continuing with the fairy tale story, I went to put some music on for the ball. The princess danced while her vengeful sister gleefully undid all of the princess's fine work.
And two out of three of us lived happily ever after.