Alice: ‘C’mon, Mae. Time to get dressed.’
Mabel: ‘No! I am a nudie!’
She says with just as much flourish as you are imagining.
She holds up a range of dresses; each briefly modeled before being flung to the floor.
She selects two socks; both of pink stripes, but unmatched.
‘Mae-Mae wear deez socks!’, she informs me.
I dump her on her bed of pink flowers.
Alice: ‘Alright then; let’s get these socks on’.
Mabel: ‘No! I want to wear them on my eyes!’
So she does.
2 thoughts on “Don’t Mess With The Best Dressed.”
Cute, love it! 🙂
I wish I could say it’s something we grow out of, but we don’t.