Six year old Maggie has been angry at me for forty six minutes and counting now. She won’t talk to me.
She’s been stomping around.
She’s spent the morning crying
Her face is blotchy.
Because I wouldn’t let her wear her short sleeve, over the knees Elsa summer dress to school today. Why? I couldn’t find her warm leggings to go under it.
We have now all been in the car for five minutes. And Maggie is still in the house. I just sent Jack in to get her.
Should I have given in and just let her wear that dang dress? Perhaps so. Perhaps so.