messes

During lunch I was trying to sweep up the baby powder that had gotten spread all over the kitchen floor... Ada started getting after me for making a mess... I had to explain to her that if mom makes a mess then mom cleans it up and that she only needed to worry about eating her lunch.  She started to tell me to clean up the mess and how to clean it up.  I got tired of this after several minutes and finally told her to let me be the mommy and let me clean it up.  She looked at me and said, "Can I be the Daddy?"