In the last 24 hours Edie has become obsessed with dressing herself and when I try to help she says, "All by self!" and stomps away from me in a huff.
So we have arrived at THIS stage. I'd been hoping to avoid it for a bit longer. I mean, if she was actually doing it by herself, that would be one thing. I'd love to not have to dress her every day. But today I found her with her legs in the sleeves of a short sleeved tee shirt and the trunk of the shirt dangling between her legs like the Hammer Pants my brother used to sport. She was SO MAD when I took them off and showed her that it was a shirt.
And so the daily getting-dressed-battles begin.