She ran upstairs to sulk.
But she came down not too much later and helped with the rest of the cleaning, which was good.
Right up to the point where Julie had a series of little rebellions and a tantrum that stopped the game.
So I told her to go upstairs and get into bed.
And when she refused, I picked her up and carried her to her bed.
Then she came back down to pitch more tantrum in the direction of Gretchen. Gretchen eventually got her back upstairs and into bed.
By the time I came up to read stories to Katie and Julie, Gretchen and I had been forgiven.
And that's a good thing.