Before I had Amelia and up until she turned two years old, I swore that she would always leave the house looking presentable. I would cringe at pictures of Suri Cruise in little high heels and Shiloh Pitt dressed like a boy.
Not my daughter
"Not my daughter", I'd say."Amelia will wear what I deem appropriate and when she wants to decide, she will get to pick between 2 choices." Well, that lasted all of 2 years. I am now the proud mother of a girl that will only wear what she classifies as princess dresses. My husband and I are not sure how she concluded these few are princess dresses, since they don't have sequence or puffy skirts. We have tried to call all her dresses "princess dresses" to no avail. She also likes to leave the house with some kind of necklace, "the show me your boobs Mardi Gras" kind.
You know what, I've come to the conclusion that this is just part of choosing my battles. For now, I rather she's dressed like a homeless girl, until I can teach her to stop screaming like a maniac when she doesn't get her way. Click here for video of tantrums. By the way, we are doing much better in that department.
Who knows? Maybe with 6 kids to dress and get out the door, Angelina is also picking her battles. Now the little girl's new haircut, that might just be giving in too much. Ay Mama!