(Happily sporting her cute little pink panties in a pre-Pull-Ups day. And carrying a mat on her back. The real reason we have children...free labor. Start 'em early!)
Now she refuses to wear her undies (even the new ones Daddy got her -- with Elmo!!), refuses to wear the nice, cheaper Costco diapers, and only wants to wrap her little bum in Princesses.
Which wouldn't be all bad, if she let them fulfill their purpose. They're Pull-ups. She's supposed to treat them like undies, right? Wrong. They're diapers and apparently feel cheated somehow if she doesn't pee in them. Or poo, of course. Have you ever tried to wrap a pooed-in Pull-up into a secure little ball? Not easy.
And her personality is such that she...what the heck...She's a tantrum-thrower! Ooooh, patience, Fiona, patience... Wow. That girl. See, I can't even think clearly...can't even put into words how my heart beats faster, how my stress levels go up, how I feel, yes, FEEL the years being whittled off my life when she decides something warrants a "fit". There are lots of things that warrant one. Lots. Oh, I love her to pieces, but she is really walking a fine line between being in time-out until she's 7 or just until she's 4. No, really, I'm working on reacting better...deep breath...Wow, how did this turn into a tantrum post? Oh, yes. So usually she gets to wear a princess diaper. Not only is it not a worth a battle (hey, I really don't mind if they run out quickly!), but if we wrangle her behind into one of the other options, she just removes it and then is naked. Which I don't care if she runs around naked, but naps/bedtime...gotta have a diaper.
Since starting this post (which was really on Tuesday, but I didn't finish it till now, and changed the date in post options...anyway...) we have hidden the pull-ups and only occasionally can "find" one. Hehehe... Seems to be working somewhat. The poor girl is convinced though that Daddy's going to go buy her more. She did dig out one of the Toy Story ones my mom sent for Bran (who is perfectly thrilled to remain in his normal diapers, and for the FIRST time today actually agreed to put on a pair of Cookie Monster undies. He looked so dang cute. Even walked around with his tallywhacker hanging out just for the novelty's sake.) and offered to wear it, but Bran was highly offended and shut her down.
So anyway...here's me shaking my fist at Pull-ups and the hold those pretty princesses already have over my daughter...at least they make her really, REALLY happy. That is definitely worth something.
