I read somewhere in some ole book that you're supposed to encourage autonomy in children by letting them pick out their own outfits at an early age, among other things. This is super easy to do...a lot of the time. Except that one time when your brain slips and you give the little girl complete free reign over her wardrobe. Then she shows up in her choice of outfit.
And you realize it may have been a bit liberal to give her complete choice, and it's just so sad and cold-hearted to take her back to her bedroom and make her pick something else.
Disclaimer: She was actually picking out pajamas, so I didn't make her change. Because what do I care if her sleep clothes look like something out of a Dr. Seuss book? This did, however, happen in real life with Thomas...we were getting ready to go play one day on Spring Break, and he comes out in a dark green, horizontally striped tshirt, and electric blue and orange plaid shorts. That one had to go back under wraps. Luckily, the shorts were way too big for him so I didn't have to tell him straight up that he needs more color coordination practice.
How old were you when you started picking out your clothes? Husbands, how old were you when you stopped picking out your clothes? :-)
By the way, I looooove all your comments. HI-Larious, everyone. I miss you Pennsylvanians!
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Hmmmmm... I don't really remember either moment. And now, no matter what answer I give to the husband question, I'm back to picking out my own stuff. But fortunately, I have a lot of pre-matched stuff, some of it even matched at the store. I certainly take advantage of weekend consultations.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I like the Lara bedtime look. I wish I had some of that variety.
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She is just precious no matter what she is wearing!
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