You're not the boss of me!

It was a rough night of sleep. Our 7 year-old daughter had trouble staying asleep and was still up two hours after bedtime. In fact she was having trouble sleeping most of the night.

I hated to wake her up but it was only a half an hour before she had to be at school.

I finally got her up and to move toward the bathroom. After she sat there for a while I said to her again, "Come on sweetheart, hurry up. We need to keep moving." "You're not the boss of me!", she said. "Uh... Yes I am!" I said sternly. "No your not! Mommy is." To which I quickly added, "And I am too." To which she closed the argument with, "No. Mommy's the boss of instruction! You're the boss of fun."