What to wear to a baby shower.

For four year olds, by four year olds. Because, really, who cares what I wear.

Each and every night, the girls insist on choosing their clothes for the next day. We started this little routine for the nights before a school day to save some of Grammy's sanity but now, deciding upon outfits has to be completed each and every night before bed. Even on the weekends. So a few Saturday nights ago, when Rich and I arrived home from Family Game Night, Jen, who babysat, informed me that Allie and Anna had already selected their outfits for the baby shower we would be attending the next morning.

EEEEKKKKKKK!

Okay, I gave up on my children wearing what I want them to wear a long time ago. But this was a BABY SHOWER and I wanted them to look adorable.

And, yes, they were invited to the baby shower for their cousin who is expecting twin girls. It was a tiny bit stressful for me only in that I wasn't feeling the greatest and let's face it, caring for, feeding and entertaining three four year olds at a baby shower isn't exactly EASY. But the girls were very well behaved, Jen was there to assist and I survived. I was even able to eat almost all of my food.

I know, I know. The outfits. Emily has actually been working with me when it comes to her outfit selections. I hope this trend continues because look at how stinking cute that pink dress and leopard print shoes are.

Allie, who was trying to tell Em a secret and not coughing in her face, wanted to wear her purple dress. She wasn't too keen on having me as a fashion consultant and insisted on wearing those red shoes.

Best "Let me tell you a secret" picture ever.

And where was Anna during all of this?

1. She refused to be photographed. You should have seen the dirty look she gave me after the flash fired for that picture.
2. She insisted on wearing that outfit. At least the pink matches the pink in her shirt. (The girls are finally wearing pants, which is great for cold days and playing outside.)
3. The placement of her headband reminds me of 1985.

Never a dull moment...