Fashion Advice

You should all be jealous of me.  I have a live-in fashion consultant. Everyday, I am told what I should or should not wear.  Most days, I am told that I should wear a skirt when going to work.  Even when I go running, my fashion consultant provides critiques of my attire.  The advice she gives is usually pretty darn accurate.  Even if my consultant is only four years old.


Today, as I was dressing, I could not decide between two pairs of shoes.  I was torn, and forgot, momentarily, about my consultant.  So, I went in to ask her advice between the two pairs.  


Big Girl:  (almost without even looking up from her work assembling the train tracks for Brother Bear) I do not like those shoes.
Me:  You don't like either one? (thinking maybe she misunderstood and I needed to ask a little differently)
Big Girl:  Mommy, will you please get different ones?


Well, no misunderstanding there.  My fashion consultant did not approve of the shoes.  At least she did not tell me that I looked fat.

Guessing Games

Big Girl came in the room wearing her tap shoes, cheerleader dress and carrying her aunt's Kate Spade purse. 


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Me:  Hi, Princess!
Big Girl: I'm not a princess!
Me: Oh, who are you?
Without saying a word, she points to herself with her thumb.
Me: Big Girl?
Big Girl: No.  Can you think about it?


I guess I deserve that question, since I am always asking her to think and giving her clues.  She did come back in with a clue, too.  Her clue?  A picture of Cinderella.

Directions

Big Girl has recently begun trying to help direct us while we are driving.  She often likes to tell us to drive "Northwest then Southeast" or other random directions.  Today, while driving with Daddy, she asked:


Do you know what the map says?
It says go Northeast then Southwest.  Then ask Big Girl if she knows where she is going then do what she says.

She may not know how to read a map yet, but she definitely understands how to give directions.