Lauren's sister used to gaze at us contentedly when we changed her diapers. She would immediately fall into a deep slumber when placed into her car seat. She would playfully bat our faces when we clothed her, and she would gaze, mesmerized, at her bath toys for hours while we bathed her.
Lauren, by contrast, screams bloody murder when we attempt to change her diaper. She arches her back and tries to launch herself out of the hated car seat and will cry in protest the entire way to where ever we are going. She will protest loudly and kick off anything that is left loose on her body, and will try to climb out of the tub at the sight of running water and a wash cloth.
We have patiently explained to her that the first two are necessary for at least a few more years and the second two for the rest of her life if she plans to remain a part of society, but at 6 months old she feels she has better things to do and feels we are merely placing artificial obstacles in her way to success.
The road, I fear, is long. It is very, very long.
