All I wanted was a picture of the five of us, smiling in front of the Christmas tree. I had our outfits picked out weeks ago (OK, maybe a month or two ago). I coordinated. Scoured stores for a white shirt for Riley.
All Riley wanted was to have a fit. "No picture!" "I don't want to!" *sigh*
Do you want a lollipop? No! Picture!
Do you want candy? No! Picture!
Do you want juice? No! Picture!
And on and on we went for almost an hour. I don't want socks. I don't want shoes. I don't want. I don't want. I don't want.
I want my 'let (blanket). Sissy brings him his blanket AND Roo (awesome big sister). Daddy let him take a picture of mommy. And suddenly he was willing to take any amount of photos mommy wanted. Over and over and over again (not that I am a perfectionist or anything).
Hard to say who won, but I got my picture so I like to think I came out on top. But he's three and he got candy. I'm sure he won.
Aren't they so funny?? Ahh to be 3 again, when the world spins on our whim!
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