I truly enjoy having a girl. I must admit that when I found out I was having her, I was nervous. I was comfortable raising boys, low maintenance, no drama, not into details. Not to mention when a girls' emotions kick in, ugh! I am just amazed at how different they are in personalities from such young ages.
I knew I was in trouble when she told me, "I want to wear my skinny jeans, and my hair in a messy bun."
Skinny jeans, what? You're six, how do you know the term 'skinny jeans' ?
The boys will throw together whatever to wear, whatever shirt is on top in their drawer. No second thought about it.
Bree, on the other hand, lays out her outfit the night before. Matching everything, from socks to hair accessories, to jewelry, and of course, shoes. She gets her 'diva' wear from a very stylish cousin.
Any of you that have boys know the clothing selection for toddler age boys is usually, a number, a dinosaur, or a vehicle. I've noticed their selection doesn't get much better as they grow. But the selection for girls is like when Dorothy opens the door to color in Munchkinland! (Sorry for another reference to The Wizard of Oz!)