For 6 hours! Seriously. She chose to lay on her bed for 6 hours! She seriously flat-out refused to get off her bed. After about 3 hours I went in to talk with her. She sat up on her bed, stared at me, and said, "Are you here to apologize?" I almost died of laughter on the spot. I just love her. But look who ended up winning:
Mom: 1 Sadie: 0
For the record: The job I was asking her to do (putting her shoes away), involved putting her shoes, which were already in a big pile on her floor, into a pink bin, approximately 1 foot away from said shoes. A job that took her less than a minute once she started. I have to admit that if I had realized it was going to turn into such an ordeal I probably wouldn't have asked her to clean up at all. But I couldn't give up, or next time I might have been in for 8 hours!