But the pants match the shirt, Mama

I put Reid into a new, fall outfit this morning. There were flowers on the shirt and jeans and that was how we “sold” them. I choose two “ensembles” each day and Reid chooses. Sometimes she chooses the top from one and the bottom from another but I’ve learned to offer only options that mix and match. Supposedly, choosing her clothing helps to make her a more moral kid person or at least able to recognize that she can make choice rather than just following the crowd. So, anyway, she has new jeans on and she looks cute. Except for the plumber’s but that soon becomes apparent. Now, I know that the look is trendy but it’s not great for a two year old. Since we were late, I hiked the pants up and put her in the car. Ken says at daycare the pants were practically falling down so he had to change her. Did I mention we were late? Well, he didn’t say anything but I can’t see how he could make up any time while changing her pants but … So, we’ll feed her lots and lots to get her fattened up to wear the pants before she outgrows the matching shirt.

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