Tonight I am grateful for dressing my daughter well, which is no easy feat for me. On both Saturday and Sunday, I was charged with choosing the outfit that Clara would wear for the day. Elysha left early on both mornings, and so I was left on perilous footing.
In fact, I was specifically instructed to ensure that Saturday’s outfit was especially cute, since we were going to one of Clara’s friend’s birthday parties and would appear in many photographs.
Both days I managed to achieve cuteness.
This has not always been the case. In fact, rarely has this been the case.