Every parent knows that between 5ish and bedtime is all-hands-on-deck time. We usually just stay outside whenever possible after 5 PM, and that can often ward off the Witching Hour.
This evening, we tried all the usual suspects:
Her favorite dog…didn’t work.
Her second favorite dog…she gave him a big “F$&% You!”
Milk in a sippy cup? Hell to the no.
This coooooool new toy?! She hit it a few times and was back to the fussies.
This random blade of grass?
Mae quietly and happily inspects it for 20 minutes.
I’m keeping this blade of grass for later.