go get dressed, please...

In the last few weeks Zoey has successfully transitioned from needing help while getting dressed to being able to do it on her own.  The proof is below.

Every single day for about 5 days in a row this is what Z would come in wearing.  Then I put my foot down and said, "And don't come back with your ballerina outfit on!"

Helpfully, this was her alternative. She laughed and laughed. Hilarious.

When I really laid down the law and insisted on no more costumes she insisted this was not a skirt made from a Happy Meal box but actually a sleeping bag so technically she had listened to me. Sigh.

When I urged for real clothes and fully clothed she wore all green. She knows how mommy loves "matching" colors.

When I yelled from downstairs, "And not all green today!" she came down in all pink and thought she was so clever (and, really, she is).

Today she is just flat out mocking me.

Luckily preschool starts this week and mommy gets to pick out the clothes. I'm thinking all purple - four different shades, of course.