Oh, I wish it worked like that in this house.
Maeve: *whinges teeth-grindingly*
Me: I'm happy to help you out, but I need you to talk sensibly, not whinge.
Maeve: *whinging escalates*
Me: Seriously dude, I can't hear through the whinging. Stop whinging and TALK to me.
Maeve: *in a wailing, tearful, shrieky fashion* I NOT WHINGING! I NOOOOOT!
Mind you, this is the three year old who has just been moved interstate, started daycare and moved in with a new step-parent, all within two weeks. I think I can cut her some slack.