I wish there was a pill I could take that would make me as good and patient a parent to my kids as my parents were to me. The three year old is all joyful defiance and is completely unaffected by parental interference.
Time out? Pop on the butt? My head in a vice?
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I hate to be the one to break it to you, but it only gets worse! Of course, I wouldn't trade it for the world, and I suspect, neither would you. I could fill volumes with all I don't know about daughters... Keep your chin up!
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