I Lost The Battle But The War Ain’t Over Yet!

Today is the first day back at school and Ava has been besides herself with excitement since yesterday about going back today! With that in mind, I really thought we’d have an easy morning but this morning was anything but easy. In fact it turned into a mammoth battle of wills, complete with snot and hiccuping from all the crying.

It all started because madam has now decided that she will from now on only eat pink Barbie yoghurt’s.  She doesn’t care that the six pack of Barbie yoghurt’s comes in a variety of flavours. She does not care that I can not magically make the manufacturer of said Barbie yoghurt’s produce a special 6 pack just for her of only pink yoghurt’s. Getting her to eat breakfast this morning was a task that would seriously test my patience. After opening 3 different Barbie yoghurt’s, we finally found one that suitable to madam’s taste. I have decided to stop at my local super market on the way home to buy some pink food colouring and have devised a devious plan to recolour all of Ava’s bloody Barbie Yoghurt’s to pink so that we don’t face this issue in future!

From there we moved to her bedroom to get dressed for school. Following last week’s post about the very specific idea’s Ava has about what she will and won’t wear, I took your advice and have resorted to laying out two different outfits each morning for madam to choose what she wears each day. We have had reasonable success with this method and this morning Ava decided she would wear her Dora t-shirt along with matching leggings. Great! Get her dressed and now its time to push shoes on. She see’s these shoes and all hell breaks loose:

Now, while I am prepared to let certain things slide and do try to pick my battles with her. At some point she is going to need to learn, that as stubborn and strong willed as she is, some things are just not going to be negotiable and one of those things is wearing shoes to school.
What followed was a wresting match, where my child displayed some freakishly incredible strength. In the end it took both Walter, Loveness and I to get her shoes on. There was kicking, there was screaming, there was snot, tears and gob flying. It took 3 attempts to get both shoes onto her feet and to keep them on. During that time she changed alliances constantly. From screaming for Loveness to help her against her evil parents, to only wanting her Daddy or Mommy and yelling at Loveness to get away.
By the time we were ready to leave the house, I was seriously flustered, hot and sweaty and in a seriously bad mood.
So we get into the car, her still hucking for breath from all the crying and we drive to school. Half way to school she cheers up and I’m instantly relieved. No more tears just happy proclamations of how she can hear her friends at school calling her already and how much she has missed her teacher. At this point I’m thinking she must have some kind of mood disorder that she can swing from being seriously pissed off and crying hysterically, to happy and sunny in the space of a couple of minutes.
The reason for the sudden change in mood became apparent when we got to school! She was happy because she knew she’d won the battle, the offending shoes were off!
So I lost the battle today, but the war on shoes is not over yet.
Round 1 goes to the ever determined Ava-Grace!


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  • Reply Pandora

    I am sorry but your description had me laughing hysterically.
    I am sure my colleagues think I have lost it! Especially love the yoghurt issue
    I have resorted to ‘Either you eat it or you don’t, no other choices’
    So generally she eats it eventually. She likes to spread it all over her weetbix and
    when I hear tragic wailing, I know she didn’t manage to get total coverage.
    Then I have to come and help her ‘spraid’ it.
    Clothes are not too bad, she usually wears
    what I choose but sometimes she insists on inappropriate
    shoes, then we get the full drama queen performance when I say no.
    Have to schedule those into the am routine just in case.

    October 8, 2012 at 11:11 am
  • Reply ankia

    Lol! Been there done that. My son btw also prefers pink yogurt to any other flavour so I usually just buy the Parmalat smooth which comes in 6 packs of all pink. I know it’s low fat & kids are supposed to rather eat full cream but I couldn’t really care. The amount of it he eats makes up for it 🙂

    October 8, 2012 at 11:20 am
    • Reply Sharon

      I’d try that, only she will only eat yoghurt if it has Barbie on the cup! *sigh*

      October 8, 2012 at 11:21 am
  • Reply Jeannine

    Had me laughing this morning – love the pink yogurt thing – colouring is a brilliant idea. Wow – she certainly does have a strong will – imagine her at 16:-) I am also having the same thing with my 2 year old son at the mo – refusing to put shoes on etc – they are also so incredibly strong as well – blows my mind as how their little minds work. Good luck – she truly is a gorgeous little girl.

    October 8, 2012 at 11:48 am
    • Reply Sharon

      I’m terrified of what she’s going to be like as a hormonal, rebellious, grumpy teen!

      October 8, 2012 at 11:52 am
  • Reply cat@jugglingact

    Oh you have bme smiling this morning. I think you have to dig your heels in about the yogurt thing and let the shoes go in my humble opinion. Here in Pretoria our pre primary (English catholic) and our Primary (Afrikaans, parent governing) have bear feet as a summer rule – apparently it is important for tactile development. So there goes my 5 pennies!

    October 8, 2012 at 12:08 pm
    • Reply Sharon

      Digging heals in sadly doesn’t work with Ava. I chose to force the shoes as it was the one where I thought I had a margin for success. The yoghurt not so much, because even if I hold her down and force feed her she’ll spit it out.
      Got to choose my battles but also choose the ones I think I can win.

      October 8, 2012 at 4:36 pm
  • Reply Laura

    I have to laugh at this – really loud! I know this feeling so so so well. Kiara does this – we fight over an outfit – she eventually puts on what I want but then invariable with trying to get 3 kids and a fiance into the car I dont always notice that she has somehow changed her outfit!!!!

    October 8, 2012 at 3:51 pm
  • Reply Sian

    Oh my word. She really has a strong will. We have no fights over outfits yet. I wonder if boys do get fussy about clothes??

    October 9, 2012 at 8:32 am
  • Reply Julia

    LOL..I am sorry but I had to laugh. This is just sooooo familiar!

    October 9, 2012 at 8:51 pm
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