Before I had (2) kids I said I would NEVER dress them the same. (One of the things on the list of things I would 'never' do. Right up there with giving them candy or fast food. WHOOPS! Like a New Year's Resolution...on paper, in the garbage. Although, Clara has not had candy yet of course.)
Then I became pregnant with Clara. And I think, as soon as we found out that it was another girl, I bought the first matching outfit I could find. It was two green dresses they wore on Clara's first day at 'school', when I went back to work.
I won't say it's an addiction, I mean, I certainly try and celebrate their individuality even now, but there are some days I just can't resist it. I know they'll admonish me for this someday. How do you think I came to the decision I would never do this to my children? Christmas dresses and Christmas pictures from my youth etched in to my brain -- the matching blue floral print puffy sleeved dress. But I don't care. It's cute darn it! And I'm the mommy. I wield that kind of power.
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