Socks Suck

It is "Dress in Blue Day" at Sienna's daycare and her last day for the summer at this facility. She was in a blue velvet short-sleeved dress with a star on the front. She liked the blue matching dress shoes. But the pair of blue-trimmed white socks was the major complaint and rejection. She took them off while I was combing her hair. I ignored her and put them on for her while we headed out. Inside the car, I told her today I brought no treats or snacks onto the train because she refused to wear the socks I gave her...

It just so happened, we missed the train, for the first time, on our last time getting on it this summer. Sucks. And I kind of "charged" the delay on Sienna even it was not completely her fault. Somehow the train came about one minute ahead of time -- which counts a lot for my morning time. But Sienna was all so ready to take the blame. She made me feel guilty. So I didn't play it up. "Sienna, we are going to catch a lot of trains, buses and airplanes. To be on time for them, you have to do what Mommy I tell you to do. We have no time to discuss. Like it or not, just do it first, Ok?" If I were her, I would go, "Mommy, you suck!"