After a couple failed attempts at encouraging her to go play, I finally once again had to pick her up and carry her out of there. Apparently my child thinks she's too good for a state of the art, brand new childrens museum, a playground, and McD's playplace.
So we get home and I am so frustrated that I just explode. I not so nicely express my frustration that my child doesn't know how to play like a child and ask her what she does want to do. Her response? Watch a movie. I remember back when she was about 6 months old when I vowed that my child was not going to be a couch potato. I'm not sure what happened to that vow. So now we are watching tv, playing dressup, and brushing a My Little Pony. But at least neither of us are screaming or crying. And at least she's not just staring at the tv. I would like her to run around and get some exercise, but I guess this will have to do for now.
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