Scullery Maid

I was in the kitchen yesterday getting ready for my old college room mate's arrival. I look over at the stove and there is the nastiest looking dirty pan sitting there screaming for me to clean it. One that would take no less than twenty minutes to scrub clean with a brillo pad. That's when I said out loud "I need a scullery maid!" Hannah promptly stood up in the living room with both arms and said "here I am!". I love three year olds.

In case you're wondering what a scullery maid does here's the link in wikipedia