Saturday, John called me up (he was at work) and said he was thinking about going swimming when he got home. He asked if I felt like heading to Wal*Mart to pick up one of those lounge floats and a few other things. I figured McKayla would jump at the chance to go to Wal*Mart and to go swimming but didn't expect the difficulty I'd run into trying to get her dressed.
I'll just let my Facebook post set the scene:
When did my 5 year old decide to become so freaking PICKY about what she wears?!! She doesn't like that shirt b/c it has buttons. She doesn't like this pair of shorts. She has drawers FULL of clothes but can't ever seem to find anything....unless it's a skirt. Isn't she starting this crap a little early? Ugh.
We spent a good 30 minutes arguing over what she wanted to wear. I'd pull out a shirt and she'd turn it down. I'd pull out a pair of pants and she'd turn THAT down. Everything I suggested, she hated for one reason or another. I finally figured that it was b/c they weren't skirts, so I grabbed a skirt out of the dryer and she was finally happy with that.
But wait. She wasn't completely happy. She wanted to wear a spaghetti strap shirt b/c EMILY (yes, her doll) was wearing a spaghetti strap shirt. Ugh. So I found one and she didn't like it b/c it was too big. I told her that she just needed to pick out a shirt that SHE wanted then b/c I was D.O.N.E. She finally conceded and just wore the shirt I'd picked out.
So that 30 minute battle was basically b/c she wanted to match Emily. That's what I get for Emily having a few matching clothes with McKayla. LOL
So finally she settles on her and Emily's outfit, they're finally dressed and we're ready to go out. We get our stuff at Wal*Mart, (well, actually 2 Wal*Marts b/c I was trying to find a bathing suit for Emily) and finally get back home to John waiting for us.
We finally get everything together (towels, cooler, food, blanket and what-not) and get in the car and then John asks her why she gave me such a hard time getting dressed. She says she didn't. He then says "Yes you did. You didn't like that shirt b/c it had buttons and you didn't wanna wear shorts". She gasps and says "How did you know that?! You weren't home"! John tells her he just does. She continues to ask how he knew about that and he keeps saying that daddy just knows. She's completely flabbergasted that Daddy knew what happened when he hadn't even been home. LOL
Of course, I'm grinning and trying not to laugh b/c *I* know he read my Facebook post but SHE doesn't.
It works for us, she thinks Daddy is all knowing and maybe that'll keep her out of trouble. LOL
And b/c I don't like leaving posts pictureless, here are a few from where we go swimming. It's up on top of a mountain, so there's a GORGEOUS view on the way up and down. :-)
|A beautiful, natural lake on top of a mountain.|
|The arrow roughly in the center is where an overlook is.|
|And this is the view from the overlook. I tried to splice two pics|
together to give you an idea of the view. Beautiful.