Kameryn has started this new phase in her life, it is called dressing herself. Every morning she wakes up, picks out what she wants to wear, and wears it. Mommy never gets a say. Like today, she was in a tights mood. So, because she wanted to wear tights she had to wear a dress. (Kameryn's reasoning not mine) So she picked out what she thought was her prettiest dress (which of course means a Sunday dress). Next she had to pick the tights. She picked the pink ones that are a size or so too big because "dees are my baborate"
She completed the look with a "bow" and a "bracelet" and as always, her daddy's cheeser! But, I've got to say, every time Kameryn dresses herself she gets pretty close to matching quite well. I actually think she might understand the concept of matching (unlike her mother who is constantly asking "does this match?" Now of course Kameryn has come up with more unique arrangements of apparel; its just this morning she was so proud of all the pretty things she picked out that we had to take a picture.
She completed the look with a "bow" and a "bracelet" and as always, her daddy's cheeser! But, I've got to say, every time Kameryn dresses herself she gets pretty close to matching quite well. I actually think she might understand the concept of matching (unlike her mother who is constantly asking "does this match?" Now of course Kameryn has come up with more unique arrangements of apparel; its just this morning she was so proud of all the pretty things she picked out that we had to take a picture. 
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