Today, as you may know, was Dr. Seuss's birthday. This morning, as I was about to leave for school, my six year old came to me and said, "Mom? Do I have a red and white striped shirt? I need one for Dr. Seuss day!"
I looked at her, and said, "Well, I don't think you do. Go find something red in your drawer and figure it out." I left before she got dressed (my husband gets the girls out the door in the morning since he works from home). All day I wondered what she came up with. My Abby is a wacky, creative, fun child who comes up with the craziest outfits on regular school days, not to mention "special" days. I was sure she would come up with something suitable to honor the wackiness of Dr. Seuss.
And I was right. She wore black yoga pants (to look like the Cat's legs, Mom!) and a red t-shirt covered by a white t-shirt covered by a hot pink tank top. I thought that was a pretty good way to improvise!
I love that my daughter is fearless. She has her own sense of who she is and what she thinks is right. It makes me wonder when (I teach seventh grade, I know it's WHEN and not IF) that will start to disappear. It makes me sad to think about.....
