Get dressed, comb hair. Easy enough. But not for my 3 year old. Some days, although very rarely, I do not pick this battle with her. But most days I figure, everyone and their dog gets up and gets dressed--and so will this child. Today I had been battling with her about combing her hair for 35 minutes when I momentarily gave up and she went up to see her grandparents.
My dad says, “Why do you give your mommy such a hard time?”
And what does she say?
“Because I like to.”
Yup. That’s my kid.
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