Miss A is especially prone to becoming very attached to particular articles of clothing. Case in point, she absolutely adores a certain pristine, never worn mint green hand crocheted baby sweater that my mother-in-law found packed neatly away in the attic and that is more than 30 years old. Miss A has been known to wear her sweater as the piece de resistance capping off many an outfit and will become quite defensive if you try to coax her out of wearing the coveted mint green sweater.
I’m learning, slowly, to choose my battles.
Her current fashion obsession, however, is a certain pair of black boots that are becoming more and more of an eyesore, especially now that it’s April. Not to mention the fact that they are really getting worn out.
Then again, we’ve had the wettest, gloomiest spring I can recall and most days I don’t mind her tromping around out in the yard in them. It’s just the actual wearing them in public part, you know, can get to me.
But then again, back to the battles.
Would you want to go against Princess Genie Girl and her Black Boots of Spunkiness? (Which, by the way, would be a fantastic name for a band, don’t you think?)