Miriam knows what she likes. I'll never forget the first time she saw a frilly pink dress, it was this time last year, she was not even a year old. Only my quick reflexes kept her from wiggling herself right out of the sling as her little hands grabbed at the frothy princess halloween costume.
She'll request three or four wardrobe changes a day. There's some striped pj's that she likes to wear snapped at the neck so it flows down her back like a cape. She's forever swiping Naomi's sparkly pink shoes. And the princess dresses, all I can say is I'm glad we have so many. Because if Naomi so much looks at one, Miriam is right there next to her, wanting to look exactly the same. because Miriam is sitll such a chunky little peanut, I have to knot the dresses at the back so they don't drag on the floor and trip her up.
Naomi wasn't like this (if she was, it was not this extreme). Naomi did not express many preferences about her daily attire until she was nearing four. As long as she was comfortable, she didn't seem to care much what I put on her. Miriam chooses her own clothes every day; there's no other way. She like dresses, she likes pink, she likes brights and bolds. I foresee a long winter of struggling to get her into tights.
Maybe I will knit her a pair of baby legwarmers. Anyone know a good pattern?