These are pictures from yesterday morning. The morning started out whiny and spiralled quickly down hill when it was time to get dressed. I didn't get to all of the laundry this past weekend and the pickings were slim. We've been on a dress kick and I had the audacity to lay out pants and a sweater.
You can imagine why they were so offensive; they were neither pink, nor purple, had no glitter and (are you ready for this?) were blue. Blue, apparently, is a boy color and boy colors are so ugly.
The tantrum lasted a full 30 minutes. It ended only because she remembered she could wear her new princess socks (thank you, Target $1 spot-- that was money well spent.) Suddenly the pants didn't seem so bad. In fact, they looked pretty good, if she did say so herself, and she was happy. Off to school with a smile on her tear stained face.
Oy. I am so looking forward to the teenage years.
5 people who actually care:
I have a feeling you have a lot of "I hate you" in your future. The only saving grace might be that it doesn't seem Lily will ever resort to a goth or punk stage. The clothes are not girly enough.
the photos of her crying are priceless!! did the tantrum get worse when you started taking photos? so funny!
Colby
I know, Jess, I can almost hear them...
Colby- Yes, it was made 100 times worse by me documenting it. I just couldn't help myself. (insert evil grin)
a girl after my own heart. i once had a tantrum and wouldnt go to hebrew school because my purple tights were in the laundry. HAD to wear the purple tights with a pink skirt at age 5. :)
Miss ya! xoxo hal
Jill-- I am cracking up right now. I could read these at lunch everyday just like Perez Hilton. I don't know how you do it, bc I never could. I must meet these little rugrats :)
love
Kevin
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