Monday was the big "unders" battle with Annabelle. Tuesday she wore them all day long with no spankings needed.....except she wore them right at the top of her thighs. That right there is proof that this is no comfort thing. It is all about control. So whatever, I let it slide. Sure she was walking a little funny but I figured that eventually (even if it took a month) she would get tired of it and pull them up. Then came Wednesday and they were at her knees all day. She was walking even stranger but whatever, I didn't sweat it. That brings us to today, Thursday. Yep, she wanted to wear them at her ankles. Seriously?! Talk about giving an inch and taking a mile! (Is that right? a mile? or is it a yard? maybe a foot because that is about the length of her legs)

The battle lines had to be redrawn earlier. She sobbed... and flipped out...... and cried and heaved...... and gagged.
New rule: they must be on her bottom and she may not touch them.

The good thing about having a long drawn out battle of discipline is that it is easier to stick with it, because if you give in, all your efforts were in vain.

I am sitting here recording this because I hope to look back in a few months and chuckle.........

I am so not chuckling now though.

It is now Friday morning and I just had to add:


Annabelle's final stand came yesterday about an hour after the repeated discipline episode to keep the panties up on her bottom. I asked her if her panties were up while she happily was playing with the boys. She pulled up her dress triumphantly and said "Yes, moma!" Then she turned around and showed me the horrible wedgie she had given herself and said, "I have them in my booty crack!" I couldn't help to laugh and after some thought just let her go on playing. I know that when we discipline our children, we have to consider what is going on in their hearts. In light of that, I probably should have made her wear them properly because she was certainly still rebelling. Frankly, I was just too tired to go through it all again so I just said, "OK honey, that is fine if you wear them like that. Just make sure they stay up." I did take a picture but decided it would be inappropriate to post so it will just have to go in the scrapbook instead.

Fortunately within an hour she gave in and was wearing them properly.
She tried again to wear them this morning as a wedgie but gave up within 30 minutes.

In conclusion, if you see my little girl out and about on these cold winter days with bare legs, please know that it is not due to her mother's negligence. I will not even try to fight the tights battle.