Thursday, March 21, 2013

GIRLS VS. BOYS

I don't want to wear this.
 I don't like it.
I know I picked it out myself.
But now I don't want to wear it.
Yes, I want to go to ballet class
, but can I wear my swimsuit instead?
Why not, momma?
But I LOVE my swimsuit?!


Thirty seconds later:
I LOVE this outfit!
Don't I look pretty?
I'm a ballerina!
Did you know that I am a ballerina?
I know all my ballet positions!
Watch me!


You laid out a different outfit, but I will not wear it.
I want to wear this instead.
I don't care that I can't really run or jump or play in these boots.
I WILL WEAR THESE BOOTS.
And I WILL wear them on the wrong feet.
That's the way I like it.
If you try to convince me to put on running shoes, I WILL resort to violence.



I will pose sweetly for the camera, but if you ask me to actually
wear this nightgown to bed,
then I will throw a tantrum
so dramatic
that it could potentially qualify me for the insane asylum.
I need pants, momma.
I want to wear pants.
PANTS, momma!
I need pants NOW, momma!



Do you see how sweet I can be when I wear the pants that I want to wear, momma?

My butt itches.
I t
hink I'll scratch it.
Ahhh, boys.


2 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh. The fashion drama!!!! We can TOTALLY relate! I also love that her bed looks just like Madisons with a million things inside to sleep with :)

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