Once again (here and here), my dancer wife is away for 3.5 days at an Israeli Dance Camp Marathon.I'm in raw survival mode.
Both were up at 3am and Tonka hollered, "I want you to close my door."
It's tough, but I have to lay down the law.
"You are old enough to do that yourself. Get up and close it."
Went back and forth until she gave up and....asked Paco to do it, which he did.
I've had reinforcements yesterday (and tomorrow night Tonka is sleeping at her aunts' apartment).
And, Ladies, if you want to make sure your husbands don't dress your kids however they want, you could follow my wife's ideas...(but post it notes can fall off)
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