"I don't WANT to wear THOSE PANTS," Brady yells at me. What happened? When did my 3-year-old actually care what I put on his body? This is the same kid who would poop his pants and sit in it if we let him... now he's turning into a fashionista.
"Those are the pants we picked out and you're going to wear them," I demand.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Different pants!"
Fine. Wear these.
Sometimes the only thing he and I have left is our mutual sense of humor.
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