The other day, my mother asked Michael to put away his things.
Michael refused.
Again, his grandmother asked him to put away his things.
Exasperated, Michael says, "Grandma, when Cinderella's mom died, her daddy got her a new mom. My daddy is going to get me a new grandma when you die."
Translation: "We're getting a new and improved model, who will not tell me what to do."
Not exactly the lesson I wanted Michael to learn from Cinderella.
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