Peanut has this friend, who is no doubt, a girly girl. She only wears dresses. Only dresses. Her mom told me that on the colder days convincing her to wear even leggings under the dress is a battle. I remember thinking at the time, am I glad that Peanut doesn’t have a problem wearing pants.
That was but months ago. And now…
Getting Peanut into anything other than a dress these days is a battle. You know summer in SF is pretty cold and all she wants to wear are her summer sundresses. So, 7 days a week, she’ll leave the house wearing her sundress, a tee shirt of some sort under the dress, either tights or pants, a cardigan, and a jacket. It’s as coordinated as I can get it, but there are some mornings where she’s just one hot mess.
She’s also very smart, too. For example, the other morning she wore one of her most favorite sundresses. The issue I had with the dress was that it was the same dress she wore the day before. I asked her politely to change the dress. “But mommy, it’s not dirty.” Oy. Back and forth we go. I give her two other options, no, not good enough. The whining ensues and tears are rolling down her cheeks. Then, surprisingly, I just had to look at her, no emotion, no reaction, she takes off the dress, chooses option number 1 and says, “Mommy, you can wash this now and then later I can wear it.” Finally, eventually…I WIN! Sometimes, I just wish that she would understand that it would be SO MUCH EASIER if she just did what I ask her to do.
The upside to all this:my mom finally has the girly girl she’s always wanted.