That's my oldest daughter. She has worn a magenta top and blue jeans during the day for as long as I can remember. At least a decade. It's her choice. And she gets to make some decisions for herself -- like any adult. Until yesterday, when I "helped" her.
Kim: Here are jeans, choose the pair you want today. Here are socks! Choose the pair you want today. Here are your cool NEW white sneakers! (Also a huge departure and leap forward from black Uggs.) And look! A beautiful pink tie dye shirt!"
Miss M: No. Small shirt. (That means her usual short sleeve Hanes magenta T shirt.)
Kim: How about big shirt? (That means a sweatshirt, and always solid dark pink.)
Miss M: NO! Small shirt.
Kim starts singing Sesame Street theme song as distraction, changes words "....come and play wearing a new tie dye shirt!"
Mia: NOOOO! Small shirt.
Kim: OK, Miss M. Here's your small shirt. (She put it on.) Looks great. And here's the BIG SHIRT! (As I begin to pop it over her head.)
I held my breath. UP went her arms into the sleeves! YESSSSSSS!!!!
Miss M wore the new pink shirt all day!
I'm proud of her.
Tie dye! My oh my!
Big shirt! Big milestone!