And Girls Will be Girls

Yesterday I was amused by boys being boys, and today I'm grinning because of girly things.
That would be my daughter.

Every year her school has a Winter Wonderland Dance before Christmas break, and she has already started thinking about what she wants to wear next year. She really likes one of the shirts I wear when I speak (this one) and she asked me a few days ago if she could wear it to the Winder Wonderland Dance next year. I thought it was cute that she was thinking so far ahead and told her that, Yes, she could borrow it.
Then Monday she asked me what I usually wear with that shirt and I told her I wear black or gray slacks. But she wondered if I thought a black skirt would look good with it, and I said yes.
"In fact," I told her, "I have a black skirt you could wear if you'd like to."
So she tried on the entire outfit Monday night and, convinced that she looked cute, she asked if she could borrow for the Dance next December. Of course, I said she could.
And her brother wanted to know, "Why are you thinking about what you're going to wear already?"
My husband and I smiled at him and said, "That's just what girls do."

And thinking not soooo far ahead, she is also contemplating what to wear on the last day of school this year.
She wants to dress up and has been going through my closet looking for something nice enough, that isn't too nice, that fits her perfectly, and that suits her taste.
No luck.
But I think she may just come back to one option.
We'll see.
Anyway, for as much as I am amused at her desire to "dress up" in my clothes, the thing that really has me giggling is the bigger picture of her plan. Before she will officially plan to wear something dressy to school, she MUST call and recruit at least two of her friends to also get dressy.
Because, that's what girls do, you know???