When you have a baby girl, you dream of the day when she’ll be old enough to go clothes shopping with you or help you pick out the perfect outfit from your closet. You day dream about mother-daughter shopping trips and other girly things you’ll get to do together.
And then your tiny little baby becomes an opinionated toddler and you realize that a tiny diva with a fashion sense isn’t exactly all rainbows and butterflies.
Gone are the days when I dressed her how I saw fit and called it a day. No, now Lilly knows exactly which top she wants to wear with which leggings and God help me if any of the chosen items are in the laundry.
As for mother-daughter shopping trips? Well, now if I ever go browsing the clothes aisle with Lilly in tow, she very loudly proclaims that she dislikes whatever it is I’m holding up and will actually scold me if I still attempt to buy it.
So yes, like I said, her sense of style is better than mine, at least as far as she’s concerned!