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Let me start: Sometimes I make my kid put damp undies back on because I don’t want to do the laundry every two seconds and HE NEEDS TO LEARN HOW TO USE THE TOILET. Wow, what a load off! (See? Just putting something out there can make you feel better!)
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My son got into the fun habit of screaming at me constantly wanting ice cream. I was tired of fighting it all the time so I bought a candy mold, smeared Greek yogurt over it, froze it and now he thinks it's ice cream. After telling him, oh sure you can have ice cream, and not saying no he didn't find joy in the game anymore and has since stopped. Problem
I routinely tell my 3yo that whatever she's asking for or to do is against the law so I don't have to fight with her about it. Currently, she thinks that watching Disney Jr during prime time hours, wearing socks with sandals, and drinking soda under the age of 12 is illegal.
I routinely tell my son that the snack I'm eating is "spicy" so he won't want it. I'll say it about ice cream. IDGAF!