...on the wall. Who is the most stubborn one of all?

When I look at E, I see myself reflected back to me. Ornery. Strong willed. Stubborn. I'm an adult, so I can moderate my feelings and flaws. I cannot expect the same from an almost three year old.

Most days my mantra is, "I am a flowing river. I'm polishing these little stones that I call children. I am slowly rounding their rough corners and wearing down their points of resistance. I am not shattering rocks, I am smoothing them..."

BUT THIS GRANOLA HAS BEEN SITTING ON THE TABLE FOR EIGHT HOURS AND SHE IS GOING TO EAT IT!