How Precious!
Our daughter is acolyting today, for the second time. She wants to look extra-good, so she asked her little brother (? mr. fashion sense himself ?) to help pick out her dress. So, by dint of an “eeny meeny miney moe…” or two, she is now wearing more or less a ball gown (I think it was her Easter dress). Between that and the acolyte gowns that are meant for people twice as tall as she is, I’m going to spend the entire morning at church waiting for her to trip. Or set the place on fire.
The boy wanted to look good too, or as he refers to it, “fancy.” So he’s little mister prep today, with his chinos and shiny shoes. The final touch will be hair gel and a good brushing. Yes, his hair can lie flat, for a few minutes. Did I mention his new red robe from Land’s End, that is two sizes too big? It’s his “king robe,” and he’s really getting the hang of tying the belt with the arms dangling down over his hands.
It is so entertaining to let small children dress themselves.