When my wife isn't there to brush our daughter's hair or get her dressed she usually leaves stuff out in the order they need to be put on the child and in a position relative to where they go on her body. Like I'd put her pants on super hero style or try desperately to put her socks on her ears. A couple of weeks ago, for reasons lost in the mist of London work and commuting I had to do the whole thing myself. I'm all for developing independence and giving children a choice so what better way than to say: 'go and choose your clothes; I'll be in in a minute." This is what she chose.
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