It wasn't the first time, and I'm positive it won't be the last, but yesterday I lost my patience and will never forget it. I've been fighting off a respiratory virus, maybe the flu, I don't know. I decided to get out of the house for a bit, and pick up some things from the store. I was pretty much ready to go, and I told Ellie to get dressed. She told me "no"...a few times. So finally I picked her up and took her to her room. I picked out an outfit, and took her clothes off of her...all of these things, she's completely capable of doing on her own, but for whatever reason she decided to be a turd and resist. Not in a tantrum, but laughing and threw herself onto the floor, playing dead, so that I couldn't dress her. 

I didn't go off the wall screaming and yelling. I didn't throw anything or god forbid spank my child. I picked her up, not forcefully, but against her will. She immediately started crying and grabbed the side of her head. To my horror, I looked down to see a few strands of her hair under my shoe. 

My heart sank to the tips of my toes. I hurt her. I didn't mean to, but I hurt her.

She just wanted to play, and instead of giving her 5 minutes to play...I ripped out a chunk of her hair. 

She was over it in about 2 minutes, but I will NEVER forget that could have been avoided if I would have just let her be a 3 for a few more minutes.