You're not going to play all the time nor most of it.

You'll have your work to do and it'll have to be done first." Anne's cup of happiness was full, and Matthew caused it to overflow.

He had just got home from a trip to the store at Carmody, and he sheepishly produced a small parcel from his pocket and handed it to Anne, with a deprecatory look at Marilla.
"I heard you say you liked chocolate sweeties, so I got you some," he said.
"Humph," sniffed Marilla.

"It'll ruin her teeth and stomach.

There, there, child, don't look so dismal.