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What She Wore....Everyday!

Diva has a favorite dress. She wears it every time I wash it and I can't be positive, but she may even be getting it out of the dirty clothes basket. I took this picture Sunday because she was so creative with her outfit and THAT DRESS.

The picture is terrible...sorry for that. However, you get the idea. She's wearing her favorite dress with bright purple heavy knit tights that have multi colored butterflies all over them. She's also been obsessed with side "pony's" lately. She is insistent that she have one nearly everyday.
Dress: Children's Place
Tights: Target
As I write this blog she came down stairs with a wardrobe change....I had to take a picture and she was proud to show me.
Brown Leggings: I have no idea
Purple Princess Shirt: Target
Lace Socks: Target
Gold Sandals: Carter's
Attitude: Her Father

Diva has a friend who shares the same fashion sense that Diva possesses. Her mother shared these pictures with me.
Getting ready for school--nice boots

Another school day I'm pretty sure

As a parent it is sometimes very difficult to let your child dress themselves or even go in public in some of the things they put on. But, I also believe in encouraging their creativity and independence so it is rare that I make Diva change out of her outfits. Sometimes I try to encourage her in another direction, but mostly I let her be. Mr. Mayer hates this!

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