…. and just when you are at wits end you have a moment like this. I’m sure she will wake up and throw a tantrum because I wasn’t “playing with the dolls right.” I never realized there was a right or wrong way until I had a daughter. You have to play with the toy she assigns and say what she has scripted in her 2-year-old mind. This is the only time she doesn’t try to tell me what to do. God gives us these moments so we forget the times when we are cleaning the same pile of toys for the 10th time in one day, dragging a screaming toddler out of a store or get puked on. This makes it all worth it:


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