Sometimes I feel like giving in...

And just give them a big bowl off ice cream. Let them climb in the windows. Give them a big chocolate bar before bedtime. Just say "OK, if you don't want to brush your teeth you don't have to" (OK, OK, some evenings that actually happened). Let them eat supper naked only wearing their rubber boots. Let them eat a toast in my bed. Stay in the bath until their skin look like raisins.

But imagine the bad conscience I would have after... And imagine the brats I would have as children... Brrr...

 Lovisa wanted ice cram for snack but got a toast, that she didn't eat...

She may think she rules the world but she's not (yet)...