So, we tried to get K dressed this morning. Normally, this isn't the most idealistic situation (similar to changing her diaper-complete chaos!). She has her own agenda and is not afraid of telling us what it is and how we are not following it. Ginny tried to change her clothes, K screamed, got down from Ginny's lap, walked over to her toy train, climbed on top (the first time she's ever climbed on it), folded her arms, and gave us this pose. "This is my day. This is my house. Get over it!"She is looking directly at Ginny. Priceless.
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