May I be so bold to offer some parenting advice?
Yes... well for those who have continued to read, despite the high probability that I will be dispensing some a*svice, may I recommend that under no circumstances should you ever condone or allow your parent-in-crime to teach the three year old sponge child to scream"THIS IS NOT IN MY CONTRACT" as loud as possible when being forced to do something as horrific as getting dressed, having the teeth brushed, or god forbid, having the knots in her hair worked on.
No, this is not cool at all.
A three year old with contact, yes that's all I need. Can you imagine the rider?
All I need is for her to demand I pluck all the orange m&ms out of the mix, that I must provide a totally white playroom with white orchids and lilies changed daily, with non-stop Treehouse, ice cream, dolls and ride-on cars plus an endless selection of princess costumes for her to try on.
This is the stuff that haunts me.