Trevor has really become very bossy lately. I think it's probably a problem, and I need to start correcting this behavior. This morning, he came into the bathroom as I was drying off from my shower. "Dry your feet!" he commanded. I wasn't sure that's what I heard, so I asked him to repeat himself. He said it again, "dry your feet!"
He was walking around in a tank top and a diaper after my shower. This was a problem for him. "I need pants," he told me about 8 times. But, then he remembered he had some toy cars. He asked where those were, I told him, and the overwhelming need for pants dissipated.
He's also the safety police when we drive. More than once, he's commanded his dad and me to "drive with both hands!"
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