Pick your battles is Mom's new motto these days. Dealing with a nearly three year old can really test your patience. I seem to make the smallest things into the biggest issues. Take for instance, clothing. I will not wear anything that doesn't have a horse, dog, tractor, motorcycle, car, truck, jeep, or train on it. If given the option of A or B, I choose C.
Tonight was another long night for Dad at work and let's just say that I won out on a few things. First, I wanted no pants on. Next, I had to wear my rainboots all evening long. Last, I wanted to sleep with on the couch with a towel. Guess what? I won. Check out the picture!
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