Sometimes little girls get a little fussy about their clothes. Sometimes mamas do, too. My grandmother took Ruby, Smith, and myself to the mall a few weeks ago to do some spring clothes shopping. We used to do that together when I was a kid every time my family would get to visit them and it's always been a fun way to spend time together and make some memories. Also, new clothes! Yay!
I remember my mom telling me I was particular about what I wore when I was Ruby's age and it needed to be comfortable and stretchy or I wasn't wearing it. No jeans, no corduroys, and mostly it needed to be purple. Well, it seems Ruby is carrying on the tradition of having strong opinions about what she will and will not wear.
My grandmother and I spent a good twenty minutes walking in circles in the Old Navy little girls department trying to coordinate an Easter day ensemble that we all thought looked nice. I'd suggest a colorful buffalo plaid cotton and she'd turn up her nose. I'd then show her a bright drop waist that she liked but they didn't have her size. She LOVED the white cotton sundress but then I told her we couldn't get white because we always attract all the stains before we even leave the house.
After going in circles trying to coordinate the one colorful dress she liked with a pair of leggings that would match with a sweater that she'd probably need because it is ALWAYS cold on Easter morning except the sweater didn't feel good and SHE DIDN'T WANT A SWEATER, I almost had an internal hissy fit myself. I then realized this is probably a familiar feeling to my own mother, and maybe even one my Grandmother had had a time or two on our own shopping trips.
Finally, Grandmother suggested that we get the white cotton dress as well as a bottle of Oxi-Clean just in case we needed it. Problem solved.
Grandmothers know lots of things.
Also, I appreciate the reminder that what is most important to me isn't necessarily important to my self-aware, strongly opinionated, creative, happy, five-year-old daughter and that while I want to guide her through the tricky waters of dressing appropriately for certain occasions and certain weather, I certainly enjoy that she knows what she likes. Some people spend their whole adult lives not knowing that much.
-Rachel
Outfit Details: White cotton dress, Old Navy. Jean leggings, Target. Milo boot c/o Zimmerman Shoes.
My 8 year old son is very particular and refuses to wear jeans or any shoes other than running shoes. He will only wear khaki hiking shorts with elastic waistband or basketball shorts. It took a bit for me to let go the of cute little hipster boys styled up. But I'm happy that he thinks for himself, knows what he likes and is comfortable with who he is!
Posted by: Jess | 04/13/2015 at 11:06 AM
My five-year-old went through a phase of refusing to wear jumpers and only wearing yellow tops. This was in a cold autumn, two years ago. We compromised with long sleeves under yellow t-shirts, and warm vests. Problem solved! He chose yellow as his favourite colour when still really young, before any of his friends cared to pick a favourite. And it's still his favourite now. Sometimes these finikity obsessions are a phase, sometimes a lifelong love, and so I just think you have to roll with it if you can!
Posted by: a touch of domesticity / katie sparrow | 04/14/2015 at 03:16 AM