My baby girl turned three this weekend- my darling baby doll, who never questioned the super stylin’ outfits I created for her, which are usually better than my own. But a couple of months ago, that all changed. Her 2T dresses started getting pretty short, and Mama started shopping, amassing a pretty cool 3T wardrobe that would keep her looking good and her little bum covered.
But this sweet child of mine, she’s an assertive little thing, and she calls the shots and right now she is anti-different clothes, no matter how awesome they may be. She has yet to put a single 3T dress over her head, and if you have a willful child you’ll know that there’s really nothing that can be done about it until she comes around. So her 2T dresses have become shirts, if I’m lucky I can get her to put a pair of shorts or leggings on underneath, and now we wait. The dresses I’ve sewn for her since I got my sewing machine a couple of months ago? They sit waiting. Now I know as a parent the best I can do sometimes is to pick my battles, and this really isn’t one of them. She’s happy, so I’m happy.
But when it came time to choose a birthday book for her, I found the perfect one, I Had a Favorite Dress.
When that becomes tight, her resourceful mother cuts the sleeves off and it becomes a flowy summer tank top, which eventually becomes a skirt, then a pair of socks, a scarf, a hair clip, etc. Told in a funky off-beat rhyming cadence (think Madeline-style where the rhyming word doesn’t always end the sentence), there’s also a lovely repetitive days-of-the-week thing happening here. The illustrations are bright, layered, and super fun. Altogether, a really funky and really fun book.
As for my daughter’s too-short dresses, I’ll take my sewing machine to them soon. For now, it’s all packed away, more on that next week my friends.