One day when Timm was home with the girls while I was in Denver, Bella came in to wake Timm up and he said he was getting up to get in the shower. When she came back in a few minutes later and he was still in bed she said with exasperation, "Dad- this is not the shower. When you go in a different room and turn something on and it rains, that's the shower."
Lately she does not want to wear a single thing I pick out. Not one. The other day I was lobbying with futility for an outfit when she told me, "I don't want you to pick out things that you think are cute but are a world of things that I don't like."
Edited to add today, on Sunday: "You'll like it. No more discussion." I think that was about some princess role-playing she was trying to get me to go along with.
I possibly see an attitude in our future.