Finally, I persuaded my son to wash. He did not want. He wanted to play. With 7 mornings the son played and wanted still. It seems to me that I'm more tired than him.
A maximum of 1 hour and he falls asleep. And I finally can rest a little.
But tomorrow everything will happen again. And so every day.
Yes, I'm getting tired, but I'm the happiest mom in the world.
