A Mommy Predicament

Though it is sometimes challenging for me, I allow Lucy to pick out her own clothes. She used to let me help pick out her clothes on Sundays and on special occasions but less and less she lets me contribute.

I usually don’t mind because I know it is a good thing. This is one way she can fully express herself and embrace her independence and personality.  She is so girly. I don’t know where she gets it. She has a corky sense of style and a love of color. She accessorizes from head to toe. She would wear lipstick everyday if I would let her. She calls herself “The Fashion Girl” because she loves clothes (her words, not mine).

Quick story. Recently a friend of mine gave us a bag of clothes. Lucy kept asking me to look through them so I let her open the bag. She pulled out the clothing and thoroughly inspected each piece. When she got to a particular dress she really liked she gasped: “Mommy! Look at this dress! <gasps> I love it! <hugs dress> Mom, I have happy tears!”.

What?!

SO back to this dilemma. I am unsure if I should start teaching Lucy how to put outfits together. How to match colors and what to wear with what. I don’t mean tell her that what she is wearing looks bad, but just explain basic fashion principles. I think it would be sad to see the crazy outfits go, but on the other hand, sometimes I just can’t let her wear the things she wants to wear out of the house. Most of the time I do even though the desire to make her change is very strong.

At this point I am prepared to continue to let her do her thing, because that is what she does best. She actually really does do a good job a lot of the time !And, she knows that sometimes she has to wear what Mommy asks her to wear (even if it does lead to tears). I do think it is cute. And she does accept my advice sometimes when it comes to appropriate attire according to the weather.

I guess the predicament is really just me wanting to see her choose something normal to wear on her own, or at least let me pick them out for her sometimes.

I love my girl.