You heard me. I’m taking your advice and I’m standing firm. I’m sticking it to the man! Except in my case, the man is a toddler with wispy hair and a perma-bruise on his forehead from falling on his face ten times a day in protest to my “evil” mommy ways.
According to all of your comments, giving in is positively the worst thing a parent can possibly do. No matter how many cars are honking or eyeballs are rolling or scenes are being made in public. So I’m kicking ass and taking names. And so far? Things are looking up:
But Rome wasn’t built in a day and baby steps aren’t called “baby steps” for nothin.