On Friday, while we both stood in her closet, I asked Playette what she wanted to wear to school that morning.
She walked over and touched the hem of a dress and said, "Lara."
It was her flower girl dress from October. She named it after the bride.
As much as a black, ankle length, poofy, sleeveless gown could be fun to wear to kindergarten on a snowy day, I said no and made another suggestion.
She seemed rather put out, but I guess that's just part of my job.
Her little "awww, Mom!"s do crack me up though.
Remind me of that when she's 14.