It always starts out so nice..."Mommy, are we going to the store? I can't wait! I want the push the little cart!"
"Look at my pretty outfit! I am going to help you at the grocery store, Mommy. Am I being good?"
"See? I told you I would help!"
"Can I have this pretty purple ball? Pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaase?"
And this is how it usually ends. Not pictured: various dirty looks from people who think I should beat her without mercy for whining so much.
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