The Power Struggle continues and my nervous breakdown...

OK, so I lost it this morning and left the house sobbing. What a wimp! This morning it wasn't so much over clothes as it was just any old thing. First, I picked out two outifits... pants and a shirt and a sweater dress with tights. I gave her a choice between the two. She began crying because I didn't pick out a skirt. It was too cold for a skirt, or I would've let her because she was really good yesterday afternoon (no fits). So, I calmly told her that she was going to lose her skirts for a long time if she didn't stop crying. She continued to whine (at least it wasn't all out bawling) because she couldn't find her bobby, then she couldn't get her shoes buckled, then her tights were too long, then her dress was hurting her waist, blah, blah, blah... She was wailing by the time we were ready to leave and I just sent her out to the car to sit in it and wait. Then she cried because the dogs ran up to her to say hello and then because the door wasn't already open and waiting in her to climb inside. See what I mean? It is not just clothes... I mean, that's what starts it a lot of the time, but then she goes on to other things. It is really just her trying to get her way. When we started out the driveway, and I was ready to throw her out the window, she got quiet while watching Looney Toons on the DVD player. By the time we got to Grandmomma's she was perfectly peachy. Grandmomma wants to come up to the house and get her ready so I won't have to go through it in the mornings but that is really just stepping around the problem in my opinion (and probably creating another problem at the same time). I had a good cry about it and now I guess I am recharged and ready for another battle when I get home from work. Make no mistake, I will win this fight. I say that as much to reassure myself as I do to reassure those of you reading. You know, I feel like I am never anything but mean but she gives me no choice. I hate to admit this, but I wasn't even glad to see her when she got up this morning and I have always been so happy to see my children first thing in the morning when they are all sweet and cuddly and they haven't done anything to piss me off yet. :)