Uncle Jared bought the girls a lovely, matching set of “fancy dresses” for Christmas. They’ve wanted to wear them constantly, and I have been the horrible, mean Mama, who never lets them do anything fun, since I worry about them wearing them while they eat chili, or play in the sandbox, and all that. I’m such a party pooper.
The other day, Sophie and I reached a compromise. She wanted to wear her Uncle Jared dress to bed, and I didn’t want her to. The compromise? She wore the bloomer part of the dress, over the top of her flannel pajamas.
(PS – Why are my pictures all off color, blurry and grainy? Someone please help!)