J has discovered boy shorts underwear. When I bought them we had a discussion about how they were NOT shorts and she can NOT wander around in just those. It was very very specific. You can have whatever style undies you want except thongs, floozywear and nylon. Underwear is to be covered at all times. She keeps testing me to see if I will make her stick to the rules. They are colored and not see through but they are a far cry away from shorts. Heck, I don't mind if she wears men's boxers with the fly sewn up as shorts, but these are just too form fitting. And thin, even if not see through. so she wanders in wearing a tank top that is NOT supposed to be worn alone, only under other clothes. Not see though or spaghetti straps or even low cut, just too form fitting. It was SUPPOSED to be something to wear instead of a bra. She is in just boyshorts. I tell her to go get shorts. Well, I know but I just took them off right by the door. Open the door and show me. well, they are just a step outside, I can't reach them from here. Open the door and show me. I only took them off because I spilled something on them and they are wet. Open the door and show me. Well they are by the recliner (in a whole other room, NOT right by the door). Go get them so you can rinse them out and they won't draw ants (we have an ant problem in the summer, not bad but a good reason other than I told you not to wear the undies as shorts, just a small change in tack to give her another thing to think about.) She brings them in - no sign of spillage so I tell her to go and use the liquid soap on the "spill" to get the sugar from the drink out. humphhh, stomp stomp stomp. Mild door slam. It is done. they are all wet now, are you happy? Thanks hon. Now go get your bathrobe or a pair of shorts. then you can have a snack and I will get your medications. Hmph...... stomp stomp. I find it pretty funny that she thinks I am unreasonable over this. this is her version of a "tantrum". No raised voice. No real door slamming. So little drama, comparatively speaking. And in an hour or two, unless she falls asleep (up all night in pain because she slipped and fell, spraining her wrist and wrenching her knee.) she will be in and will apologize - without being asked or me saying anything. Pcs are so odd after allt he difficult child conflama. Even MORE amazing, to me, this is Jess "snapping" from PMS. Honest - this is PMS for her. Not as bad as it gets, but the usual stuff we get. LOL.