As a mother who knew her child, I was more than competent to get her to do what I wanted.
At Thanksgiving, Brad wanted to spend it with his family. I told Gabi; “Let’s spend Thanksgiving together.”
She responded; “No! I want to be with Daddy!”
I made a sad huff, and nodded, and Gabi spent Thanksgiving with her father; leaving Wednesday evening, returning Sunday evening.
As Christmas approached, Brad wanted he and I to spend it together in some tropical paradise. I told him;
“I’ll deal with it.”
I said to Gabi;
“Let’s spend Christmas together as a famly..” with this big smile on my face.
Gabi shrieked; “I want to be with my father! I want to spend Christmas with my real Father!”
Looking sad, I said; “You don’t have to shout. I understand,” and slowly walked away.
I told Brad; “Settled. We leave on December 15th and return on the 2nd of January.”
When Easter approached I reran my Christmas act and of course, she went to her father and we went on our own excursion.
This is how one deals with a Brat, let her get her ‘own way.’