9x13 - "If she insists on wearing dresses, she has to wear tights!"

Arizona sighed, breathing deeply as she glared at the problem in front of her. Her precocious little two year old sat on the floor in a red dress, attempting to put her tiny shoes on.
"Sof, we need to get your tights on first."

"No."
Sofia had just recently grasped the power of this word, and it was currently her favorite response to everything.
"Your little legs will be cold all day if you don't put your tights on, won't they?" Arizona reasoned.
"No."

The blonde sighed, trying a different approach.
"Well we'll have to get your changed into some leggings, or some jeans then, won't we?" She held up a pair of tiny denim trousers to make her point.

Sofia glanced at them, before looking back to her shoes.
"No."

Arizona glanced again at her watch. They should have been leaving fifteen minutes ago.
"Are you guys ready?" Callie called from the door. Arizona sighed.
"Not quite. Give me a few more minutes."

Callie stuck her head into their daughter's room.
"Seriously!? Get her freaking tights on her!"

Arizona huffed, standing up from her uncomfortable position on the floor.
"She doesn't want to wear them, so I'm trying to talk her into them. Give me a few more minutes."

Callie rolled her eyes.
"We're already late." She kneeled down to her daughter, taking the shoes from her hands.
"It's time to go Sofia, tights or jeans."
"No." The tiny Latina huffed, looking so much like Callie that Arizona had to bite the inside of her mouth to keep from laughing.

"Now, mija. You want to wear the dress you have to wear the tights." Callie argued, ignoring the stubborn wishes of her daughter as she began to pull the tights up her little legs.
"No!" Sofia screamed as she kicked her feet, making it difficult for Callie to finish the job.
"A little help here, Arizona?"

The blonde shook her head from her position at Sofia's doorway.
"Oh, no thanks. My approach would have worked given another minute. Now you've annoyed her and completely undermined everything I've just done making her feel like she's got no say in the matter."

Callie huffed, finally securing the tights around Sofia's waist as the toddler cried.
"This is not a 'super nanny' moment, Arizona. This is getting our daughter ready to leave the house on time."

The blonde smirked, allowing Callie to hold their grumpy girl as they made their way out of the house.

"Whatever, Officer Hard Ass."