The game of chase. Any time you show the slightest notion that you may want her to come to you, the game is on. She is running the opposite direction with this naughty little smile on her face. Especially true when it is time to get dressed. As you can see in the pic, I decided we would try a game of tug-of-war (note the pulling of the shirt).
The face of defeat, Mommy wins--- this time anyway.
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