Among all of our other obstacles throughout the day, the kids have chosen something new to torment me with. Drumrollll......
Both of them now have opinions on the clothes they wear!
Getting dressed yesterday morning took a little more time than it normally does. I can see why Vance would care more, because he's older, but to me there's no excuse for Vaughn. "Don't wike it!" she says. "Dwess, don't wike it!"
And there we go. My little girl doesn't wike dwesses and when we play tea party she drinks straight from the spout of the tea kettle.
She loves her babies, but is open to taking a dinosaur on a stroller ride when a baby isn't nearby. She's never been a girly girl, but has always been somewhere in the middle, which I like. I'm not ready for princess stuff yet and, clearly, neither is she.