It was time to make cookies, and Rosie wanted to help. Whenever she helps in the kitchen, she always needs to stand on "her" stepstool, which she likes to drag all over the kitchen to reach whatever she "needs" at the time, scissors lately. Today, though, she had a problem.
Rosie: "Ri, I need you to get my stool."
Maria: "Where is it?"
Rosie: "Up there [indicates the stool now hanging up high on two hooks attached to the cabinet]. Daddy put it up there so I can't get it."
Maria: "That's a smart Daddy."
Rosie: "Yeah, he's smarter than I thought."