|The most excited little girl in the world|
|SI in her Passover dress and sparkly shoes|
This is why DD frequently has thirty bows in her hair. This is why we find ourselves in the grocery store with her wearing blinking Blue's Clues shoes, bright green and orange stripey socks, and a purple paisley dress. I am not color blind- I am bending to her fashion whims.
So several months ago, we were on a trip to Sam's Club, and encountered a gigantic rack of fancy dresses for little girls. And I thought to myself, "Hey- here are about fifty lovely varieties of grubling gowns, and they're all about $15. I think the girls can just go nuts and pick out their own for Passover and we'll get it over with!"
|The most excited cupcake ever|
Now, you might be aware that I am seriously opposed to the color PINK. I can't stand pink. I will go out of my way to avoid pink. I. don't. like. pink.
And here was my daughter, clutching this contraption made of poofy pink frills and rosettes. Several shades of pink, all coiled together to give the illusion of... a heavily frosted cupcake.
I hedged. I tried really hard to persuade her to pick another dress. I even had her sold on a lovely blue dress- which maddeningly didn't come in her size. Eventually I relented, and we put the horrible pink thing in the cart.
|Seriously, that girl is stunning.|
And on Friday, Passover came. The girls were prepared- bathed and excited, and thanks to Aunt K they were ready to get into their dresses.
SI looked lovely and grown up in her dress. She was stunning, even when she insisted on wearing her big poofy purple headband along with it. On her, it didn't even seem to clash. And her favorite red Dorothy shoes even matched the not-so-subtle sparkliness of the big orange flowers on her dress. But DD?
|THE CURLS! AAAAAHHH!|
It was a vision. I'm not exaggerating. You know that moment when you see the bride at the end of the aisle, and even if you thought that the unwearable contraption of sequins and crinolines was horrific, you realize that it's absolutely perfect for her and that she's the most beautiful that she probably will ever be in her entire life?
That was DD in that awful, crinkly, pink cupcake dress. It was perfect.
|"See Mommy? See my pretty dress?"|
I wish I hadn't been so busy preparing food and hosting the seder- I would have taken a million pictures of her that night.
(I still did take a million pictures- I managed to get her back into (and out of) the fancy dress again a few days later so that I could take these pictures. In natural light, as well. I just wish I had found little white gloves for her to wear at the same time. She would have looked like a Southern Belle.)
|Pretty Passover dress hugs for all!|
But I hope I can remind myself that now, even at two years old, the girl knows what she wants. She knows what she likes.
She's got some good taste.
...you know. For a cupcake.