Number 7 has always been a kid who knows what she wants.
And once she decides what she wants, her mind is made up and there is nothing you can do to change it.
She has always had some pretty strong opinions when it comes to what she wears.
She used to love dressing up as a ballerina with Number 5 and playing “dance class.”
She loved headbands with bows attached to them.
She wore this jumper everywhere for a while.
She felt very strongly about wearing a dress on the first day of preschool.
Then she only wanted to wear pink.
Pink sweat pants.
Then all clothing had to be pink or purple… and dry-fit material.
And then at the end of last winter, she decided she only wanted to wear “boy” clothes.
They had to be dry-fit and they had to be for boys.
Now she really only wants black or gray “boy” clothes. But they still have to be dry-fit.
When she first went in this direction, I have to admit, I missed that little girly Number 7.
But then on Tuesday Number 5 and Number 7 were playing some sort of game all day because we had the day off from school.
And Number 7 was wearing head-to-toe girly clothes and everything was unicorn.
She had a unicorn headband and unicorn slippers and unicorns on her shirt.
And you know what?
I missed Number 7 in her boyish clothes!
I have to admit I was a little bummed that she had gone back to the norm.
But it didn’t last long.
As we pulled into the parking lot for swim practice, Number 7 said, “Hold on, Mom.”
She had brought a change of clothes.
She switched out of the unicorn ensemble and put on some black shorts and a white shirt.
A year from now, who knows what Number 7 will be wearing.
What I think doesn’t really matter.
In the end the only thing that matters is what Number 7 thinks.
I want her to wear whatever she feels comfortable and confident in and whatever makes her happy.
But I have to admit that I kinda like her tough I-don’t-give-a-shit-what-anyone-thinks-do-your-own-thing attitude.
If only we all had that attitude.
It’s just another example of how sometimes we are the role models for our kids.
And sometimes they are the role models for us.