Mine do. I never thought I’d let them, but now I do.
It occurred to me that what they wear these days is much more interesting than anything I wear.
So this is what I wore yesterday to church–nothing worth blogging about really. (Girl 1 pleaded, “Mommy, you have to wear a dress! If you wear those pants–the priest is going to be mad at you!” (He wasn’t.)).
My Estiva ballet flats from Crocs are still holding strong (n.b. they run large).
Fact of the week you don’t need to know: I haven’t plucked my eyebrows, seriously, in months. They’re not so tidy looking close-up but they’re not exactly out of control. I may never go back.
This is what Girl 1 wore (Girl 2 already had changed by the time I took pictures):
Girl 2 wore this Friday morning while we ran errands–look carefully and you can see a floral sundress she wore under her Frozen dress:
I probably shouldn’t let her wear these shoes to the playground anymore. But my sister went through a stage, at around the same age, of wearing dress-up high heel everyday, everywhere. So there’s some nostalgia there for me. My parents even let her wear them to church. At our current parish, children aren’t the novelty they were at my parish growing up. So letting your kid wear loud, clackety-clack shoes to church is like–ten demerits! So we draw the line at wearing them church.
I hope you all are enjoying a lovely Memorial Day. Click on over to Fine Linen and Purple for more What I Wore Sunday posts.
In more somber news, I’m participating this Wednesday in a blog-hop on maternal anxiety and depression, hosted by Katherine at Half-Kindled. A bevy of talented bloggers are participating and writing on this important topic, including Bonnie at A Knotted Life, Jenna of Call Her Happy, Jenny of Mama Needs Coffee, and Rosie of Check Out That Sunset, so you should definitely check it out!