Is actually an alien scout, sent from the mothership to discover how far a very tired, stressed, tired, stressed person can be pushed before they go completely insane.
All you hear is "terrible two's" terrible two's aint got nothing on the complete and utter gzzughhhmmm-ness that is three.
DD has always been "spirited" she has "spirit" coming out of her bottom, but heaven's to betsy! The whinging, the constant, blooming whinging, and yelling, and YELLING and defiance! She spends more time IN time out than OUT. No simple request can just be met - "Millie, it's time to get dressed" "NO!!!" sigh. I just feel worn out with the constant battle....I am fed up with her, sometimes I wish she would just go away...
How do I get through three - without going more nuts and without scarring my girl for life?