My daughter was a little pickier, but still relatively easy. She went through her dresses only stage - and then her anything but dresses stage. But other than specifying what type of garment she wanted to wear, she didn’t much care what they looked like.
Shopping was simple. I didn’t need to have the kids in tow. I could go to any store, fill up a bag, bring it home, and they would wear it. But then... without any warning... the rules changed.
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Luckily – I had some new words myself – something along the lines of “no,” “crazy,” and “get a job.”
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As I help my four year old get dressed every morning, I wonder how many years I have left until he starts complaining about his wardrobe. For now, I’m just relieved he is still happy in his jungle animal pjs.