The day has come.....

So, most of you know that I'm very into clothes.  More so when I was a working gal but clothes are my hobby.  I love piecing together the perfect outfit and, what really gets me off is when I buy something and bring it home to discover it matches perfect with something in my closet.    I love matching.  I get a kick out of finding a assortment of pieces from the same dye lot.  Crazy huh?  Ya know, a shirt that's pink and the exact same pink scarf and so on.  As a kid, my favorite thing was to change outfits.  You can ask my sister, I would leave trails of clothes all over my room and house.

Normally, when I get Pickle dressed I let her pick between two "outfits," yes "outfits."  I have this weird obsession to use pieces and mix and match the pieces.  One day the dress over jeans and the next week the dress layered with something else.  It gives the appearance of having lots of different things and it fills time when I'm bored.  Anyway, she feels proud when she gets to make her selection between the two.  Well, the day has come........Pickle got her outfit on today after a little bit of a struggle.  No biggie, until she got into my sock drawer and picked out a pair of my wild socks and put it over her outfit like leg warmers.  Yes, leg warmers.  I was thinking to myself...phew, at least she picked a pair that matches.   As we were out shopping at JoAnn's she would hike up her leg warmers as far as she could.  It was quite adorable if I may say so myself.  But I was thankful that they did match.  Oh, and the other thing....I was letting her choose at JoAnn's today between monkey fabric for a new room.  I held up two monkey prints, one sea foam green and the other pink.  I sat there is silence, not saying a single word.  I said "lily pick one."  And she picked the pink monkey print and told me that the green one was for Bubba.  I promise, I promise, I promise I have never influenced her in pink whats so ever (even though I love pink).  Ever since I knew Peanut was in my belly we actually stopped buying any girl pj's.  She wears lion, dinosaur red, blue and green to bed with no problems.  But for some reason she knows the difference for her everyday clothes and color preferences.  To be honest, I was secretly hoping she would pick the pink monkey fabric (it's way cuter)!

The other day we went to the gym and she put on 3 plastic glitter headbands over her forehead.  They weren't even touching her hair.  They kept falling into her eyes and it would make her squint.  I watched the monitor as her teacher kept pulling them up and Pickle would pull them down right over her eyes.

The other night she insisted on wearing a bathing suit to bed under her pj's.  This might not sounds so bad until you have 5 seconds notice for potty time.  Oops, just a small accident.

Well, I suppose this is one of those things that I must accept and let her creative side come out.  I want to encourage her and let her discover the possibilities of creating different ensembles.