A couple of times last week when I picked Lizzy up from daycare, she had complete meltdowns. I was completely frustrated and gave her a lecture on the drive home.
Me: "Lizzy, when you cry and scream and act like a baby when I pick you up, it hurts my feelings. I know daycare is fun, but I'm fun too, if you're nice."
I figured she wasn't listening but I felt better.
Apparently she was listening. Now when I pick her up from daycare, she runs to the van and says "Come on Mom! Let's go have some fun!"
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