I surprised a group of moms yesterday by revealing that Klara dresses herself and has done so since forever. I don’t choose her clothes because why do I need that headache in my life? Even when she was a baby, I’d hold up a bunch of onesies and dress her in the one she tried to grab.
“But what if the outfit she comes up with is weird or inappropriate?”
Well, she’s going to face the consequences and either learn to live with them or make a different choice next time. It’s an important life lesson.
“But what if she ends up feeling cold? Or hot? Or the dress is too long for her to climb and run?”
Again, life lesson. She’ll have to learn to take these things into account one day. Why not now?
Klara made a turban out of warm pijama pants, tied it up with ribbons, decorated it with hair clips, and wears it to church. It actually looks really cute. And who cares anyway? She’s five.
I don’t tell her what to wear, what to eat or when or where or how. And as a result, she’s now really good at taking weather into account when she goes out.
Here’s Klara in an outfit of her own composition. The pijama pants are incorporated into a different kind of headwear:
The church doesn’t require headwear. It’s her own thing.