I just love her quirky fashion sense. Someday she will hate me for letting her leave the house like that. But in my defense, she's six. And that is her favorite outfit.
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1 comment:
When my oldest two were little, they loved to wear mis matched socks. They would intentionally mix them up. Shoot, they do now b/c they're too lazy to mate them after washing!
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