A Mind of Her Own

Ainsley knows what she wants. She knows what it's called. She knows how to ask for it. She knows what she doesn't want. This is true for food, clothing, activities - you name it.
Most mornings, if AInsley doesn't like what's laid out for her to wear, she says so. "No. Don't want it." If you push the issue you get a "Nooooooooo!" I still cannot figure out how Kevin got the kid into camp pants (with a pink T, of course) for her first hockey game.
Last night, she ate dinner. Most nights it's yogurt. "Pasta!" Ainsley shouted when she saw the wild rice. Close enough. She also ate up all of her vegetables. the salmon? "Don't like it! All done!"
If you play by her rules, she's an easy kid!