Not too long ago Stella went to school wearing a brown and orange flowered shirt paired with red tights with apples on them, and running shoes.
No shorts, skirt, dress, or pants of any form or fashion. Tights, that's it folks.
I know you are probably fearful of the future of Stella's clothing choices if we're already making pants optional, but I promise to view proper attire as a war worth fighting as soon as she stops proclaiming that she has a little "gina"* and Mommy has a BIG "gina." *
("Gina" is pronounced jI-na in this disturbing instance.)
I just can't fight her these days on clothes when she is attempting to sneak Benedryll topical lotion to her room to rub over her entire body. (Sounds like an exaggeration, but it's really not. I'm just grateful I discovered her before she applied the lotion to her "gina.")
Further evidence of what I am up against in the clothing selections:
I have never understood the expression "terrible twos" for my children. Granted Stella is technically two for another month, but the worst of the tantrums and defiance always starts and perseveres well through age three for my offspring.
Stella is no exception. The closer she gets to three, the more challenging things are around here.
We have tantrums over anything and everything she is allowed to do or not do.
I don't feel she's doing this more than the boys did, or more often than "normal" (whatever that is) but it is really cramping my style lately.
Stella's style on the other hand....
No sign of cramping in the near future.