I have relaxed the "you have to match" rule this summer and DQ is taking full advantage. Yesterday flapjack had a swim party. The mom of the birthday boy is a friend that I work with. She now has a new view of my daughter...as well as a reminder how glad she is that she only has boys.

DQ and several friends were swimming and had to get out, dry off and change clothes quickly so I could get to the party to pick up my son on time. I didn't check to see what DQ had on because I was in a hurry. To be honest, I didn't look at her when she got in the van. BUT I sure saw her when she got OUT of the van to walk with me to get flapjack.

My daughter was wearing...cropped blue sweat pants with orange trim (yep, that's okay), a long sleeved, horribly wrinkled pink shirt that is two sizes too small (I think she pulled it from under her bed), AND to top this outfit off...she wore a leather/fur vest (cause she was...cold?) AND striped ankle boot houseshoes (they are apparently comfy). She did NOT comb her hair so it was a drippy, matted mess of long hair but she did manage to find her sunglasses (pink, with sparkles). She was a sight. Now you know why I choose her clothes for school.

I was telling my friend this story today and she laughed and asked if I saw her yesterday when she walked down to their house to play...uh no...why? Picture short shorts, tank top and knee high black boots...oh my...I am out of words.