She Comes By It Naturally…

She does indeed.  My precocious three-year old, Sweetgirl, comes by her need to have everything “matchy-matchy” naturally.  Why am I surprised by this?  One of the very things that used to drive my own mama insane was my inability to wear an outfit in pieces that weren’t matching down to the very fiber of their hue.  And this from a young girl who was no fashion plate, I  assure you.  Oh, I tried – yes indeedy.  When that whole neon jelly bracelet, legging, big shirt thing came along, I was right in the thick of it.  Honestly, I did my level best to tamp down the outright need to have the shade of green  in my pants match some noticeable shade in my top.  Then my poor mother would come along and suggest a cuter piece to pair with one or the other; a pair, mind you, that did NOT match. And I would have none of it.  I’m pretty sure that my mom thought I had a disease.  She knew it wasn’t nurture, that’s for darn sure!

Now, here I sit, with a 3-year-old dictating which leggings she will tolerate with what dress because “See mama?  Deese leggings go wif the little lollipop on my dress!”.  Why yes indeedy, Sweetgirl, they surely do.  How very exciting.  And aggravating.  And perspective-giving.  I now understand why my own mother despairs, to this day, of getting me an outfit that hasn’t already been coordinated and approved by the very Garanimals, themselves (although, at this stage, I would prefer that Tim Gunn coordinated the outfit – I’ve sort of outgrown the Garanimals.)

Clearly, she comes by it naturally.   Poor thing…