Supervising

Yesterday I was putting together a (new to us) play kitchen and Raina was continuously underfoot and commenting on every move I made.  It drove me crazy, which resulted in this conversation.

KSW:  Raina, go away.
Raina:  Why???
KSW:  I cannot stand your backseat-driving me.  Please stop. 
Raina:  I'm not backseat driving, Mom, I'm SUPERVISING.  And, honestly, you're not doing a very good job.
KSW:  Ugh.  Go away, Raina.

I thought it quite funny that she embraced the supervisor mentality so completely :)