Last night after Mooka had already brushed her teeth, I noticed that she had hijacked a package of Skittles into her room for her midnight snack. There she stood, chugging them as fast as she could.
Me: You aren't supposed to have those and you are going to need to get in here to brush your teeth again.
*Insert door slam here*
Moo (from behind the door): When is daddy coming home?
I won't continue with the rest of our discussion as positive reinforcement was NOT a technique that I opted for. Let's just say 5 has been a tough year for my parenting tolerance level.
I am including this photo because this is the look she had on her face when I opened the fore mentioned slammed door...
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