Caity clearly got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. She slammed her bedroom door shut but remained within, so I went to investigate. When I entered the room she looked up from where she was crouched over a pile of stuffed animals and struggled to her feet, saying, "No! No!" and shooed me away. So I left. Shortly thereafter, I heard her exit her room. I went to the bottom of the stairs; she waited at the top. I wanted her to come down - she refused. I wanted to change her diaper - she shot that idea down. I wanted her to sit on the potty - she didn't like that choice, either. Trying to navigate the impasse, I asked her, "Well, then, what are you going to do with your pee-pee?" Her immediate answer:
"No pee-pee!"
"No diapers!"
"No potty!"
"I want lunch!"
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