a 4-year-old on fashion

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-uNo-GRd3L2zQIC6FvXc31thp3sFdFVUEAG5Q0kktmuJPzp9Vu5LkOhVyjt7CMQDYpl1SD4wSpeWajrDKAYu2AYEzHEpDBZzY-gH7VvJu5vQg-I-FYouDUcIwJ6YLIgb4TY9Fw5MS9x5/s1600/0Days11_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-uNo-GRd3L2zQIC6FvXc31thp3sFdFVUEAG5Q0kktmuJPzp9Vu5LkOhVyjt7CMQDYpl1SD4wSpeWajrDKAYu2AYEzHEpDBZzY-gH7VvJu5vQg-I-FYouDUcIwJ6YLIgb4TY9Fw5MS9x5/s640/0Days11_15.jpg" width="433" /></a></div><div align="center">I don't fight with my kids about clothes--they wear what the want to wear about 98% of the time. (The other 2% constitutes stuff like, "Yes, you must wear a coat when it's 2 degrees outside. No, not flip flops...")</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I dunno why I just told you that. Probably because it's 1 a.m., I've been working for 7 hours, and my brain is fried. And because somehow, in my delusional logic, it was a segway into my 4-year-old Layla's busting out all matter-of-fact like: "I'm wearing this skirt because I just like being stylish n' stuff."</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Cue me, biting the insides of my cheeks to keep from spitting my pancake out in laughter. And surprise. But mostly laughter. You guys. <em>Please</em> someone come save me from my unintended parental example-setting mishaps. </div><div align="center">Cue me again, after pancake-loss crisis averted, nodding thoughtfully and responding carefully, "Yes, I think your skirt <em>is</em> very stylish. I like wearing things that make me feel good, too. But what makes me feel even better is doing things that make Jesus happy." <br /><br />Nice save? Nice try? Who knows. If these cute kids turn out normal, it'll all be because of their dad...and maybe a Christmas miracle or two.</div>

a 4-year-old on fashion

I don't fight with my kids about clothes--they wear what the want to wear about 98% of the time. (The other 2% constitutes stuff like, ...

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"A" my name is Anonymous...

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrFCrKGOb-ohgtGzuI29Ol56mfKFVfarSSu70zUsDzErGULtC4d2mpvL6b0fyX-7E5CVequG1AHOYfPPMTcz3TMZ0L-E2sztigoBSKchuKjd_xSb_shzzh5Zjrwjqe1yUYLO_aunacS4N/s1600/Q1britt4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="347" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrFCrKGOb-ohgtGzuI29Ol56mfKFVfarSSu70zUsDzErGULtC4d2mpvL6b0fyX-7E5CVequG1AHOYfPPMTcz3TMZ0L-E2sztigoBSKchuKjd_xSb_shzzh5Zjrwjqe1yUYLO_aunacS4N/s400/Q1britt4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOwPzbLzv6_5p_oovBb8VGNIjOdKt3-f2l0uF4Q6900IjJb8UG2m7_syE3VBp7jNhxhhhDbeCQyNqNt6M4SSuWCrtuTUJ7AN0fLf287TPHuc-YOsuwah0VdptKhtz0pHl2IqHvP8Tfke1/s1600/Q1britt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="347" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOwPzbLzv6_5p_oovBb8VGNIjOdKt3-f2l0uF4Q6900IjJb8UG2m7_syE3VBp7jNhxhhhDbeCQyNqNt6M4SSuWCrtuTUJ7AN0fLf287TPHuc-YOsuwah0VdptKhtz0pHl2IqHvP8Tfke1/s400/Q1britt2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">boots: target. jeans: kohl's. shirt: gap. sweater: american eagle outfitters. watch: citizen brand. necklace: don't recall. belt: Pocket's.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQSVGj5yBXivdy_gi4R3qGGCaJTcE4FpIEsHxuwCM-IqbO51_DkfyfPx5-ylG6IaqlbsSfRq5tJgEylTwsHxgcb9yurMgOzrRkuIgGwzPnr_RAPAC4ae4UafU0bhX-ka7zT8dEnmjJ2EY8/s1600/Q1britt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQSVGj5yBXivdy_gi4R3qGGCaJTcE4FpIEsHxuwCM-IqbO51_DkfyfPx5-ylG6IaqlbsSfRq5tJgEylTwsHxgcb9yurMgOzrRkuIgGwzPnr_RAPAC4ae4UafU0bhX-ka7zT8dEnmjJ2EY8/s400/Q1britt1.jpg" width="347" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9b_O6UPuyc_-2fXnXDTizAvHPR3owTC3z8vchPD_uUUgUAFQWaxtO-oyX5kdZfiV1L0huVYOEMeMyUIOi5-_93OKrqm2vdyrT4bOqjKJLg4ssHMATb5mCgFaChfaF1QoD-Xfz4DLiIoYs/s1600/Q1britt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="347" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9b_O6UPuyc_-2fXnXDTizAvHPR3owTC3z8vchPD_uUUgUAFQWaxtO-oyX5kdZfiV1L0huVYOEMeMyUIOi5-_93OKrqm2vdyrT4bOqjKJLg4ssHMATb5mCgFaChfaF1QoD-Xfz4DLiIoYs/s400/Q1britt3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">Dear Anonymous from Yesterday's Comments,</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Thank you! I've been hoping that my blog has a happy-energetic vibe, because that's the way I try to live my life. Mmmm...for the most part, anyway. I'll admit to some slothful tendencies at night, when all I want to do is veg in front of some sort of screen within arm's reach of unhealthy snacks and pnut m&ms. (Those have protein, so I consider them a health food...I'm sure you'd agree.) </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">As for your begging about my not doing the numbers: I know, right? They do seem a little juvenile and...well, odd. And, at this point, we've seen pretty much all the variation of numeral-contortion that my rickety old body can produce, so it's nothing new. I'd love to stop doing them. More than anybody. But I'm cursed with a stubborn streak that, once I start something, I tend to finish it. Dang it.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">But, my dear Anonymous friend, I promise you this: if and when I participate in a 30x30 again, I won't do the numbers. Then you can keep visiting this energetic blog and not be annoyed. Have we got ourselves a deal? It seems like a win-win to me.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Love, Brittney</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">p.s. Is it hard to go through life with a name like "Anonymous"? Poor thing. That's okay, though...my older brothers called me "Tank" for the first few years of my life. So, y'know, it could be worse for you.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Everyone else: Happy Thursday!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Want these clothes but not the poses? You got it...check out the cute stuff below:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background: white; border-bottom: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-left: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-right: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-top: #bfbfbf 1px solid; display: block; position: relative; width: 430px;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="150" scrolling="no" src="http://widget.shopstyle.com/widget?pid=uid6676-2041974-73&look=2729112&size=Small&width=6&height=1&layouttype=0&border=0&footer=0" width="430"></iframe><br /><div style="bottom: 2px; height: 18px; left: 0px; line-height: 12px; position: absolute; width: 100%;"><div style="left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px; position: absolute;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/browse/Old-Navy#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; color: #606060; font: 11px verdana, sans-serif; text-decoration: underline;">More Old Navy...</a></div><div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 3px; position: absolute; right: 0px;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;"><img alt="ShopStyle" src="http://resources.shopstyle.com/im/widget/ShopStyleLogo_powered_small.png" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></img></a></div></div></div></div>

"A" my name is Anonymous...

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Excuse me, waiter? I ordered a Wednesday, but you brought me a Monday...

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But in their minds it's okay because they prefaced it with a statement that supposedly negates the rudeness? I'm TOTally busting out that logic today. Only mine goes a little something like this:</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">(ahem) </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Not to complain, but</em> (you all know what's coming here, right? Complaint therapy 101.) my life is so very busy right now, it's all I can do to remember to breathe. I'd delineate all the combining factors that are resulting in said busyness so that you'd all believe me and, yes, pity me, but that would take too much time. Oh the irony.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Not that I think I'm so cool and my life is soooooo important. But sometimes my To-Do requires the paper of an entire forest. Like now. Believe me, I wish I could stay and chat awhile...because you're all funny and sweet and your comments make my day and I want to respond to all of you. Thanks for your patience with me.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Happy Wednesday.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Want a throw-it-on-and-be-comfy-but-still-presentable look like this? 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Excuse me, waiter? I ordered a Wednesday, but you brought me a Monday...

  shoes: american eagle outfitters. jeans: kohl's. sweater: old navy. scarf: gifted (but old navy). earrings: hawaii. You know how somet...

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