Then I move around more.
"You ask me to tell you all I do.

Goodness! I couldn't and I wouldn't.
You are getting mighty bossy since you're able to hobble around, as you call it.

But you can't boss _me!_ However, I'll be nice and tell you a little.

I don't work very much.

I've helped dad with his accounts, all so hopelessly muddled since he let Jack keep the books.