I've never seen a person get so vehemently pissed at having to wear clothes. Limbs flying, screaming, red-faced fury at not being nude. Repeatedly yanking their fat little leg back out of the pants/onesie/skirt you're desperately trying to stuff them back into. You're sweating. Probably crying a little bit. Getting clocked in the jaw by a random foot. It'd probably be easier to let them be naked but you don't want to be THAT Wal-Mart parent with your kid dressed in only a diaper.If they'll even let you put a diaper on them.And in the end, when they're clothed and done losing their mind over it, you're relieved. A super parent. So fucking accomplished.Except in six months, when they learn how to take their own clothes off. What the fuck. via /r/Parenting http://bit.ly/2GCnGFV
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