It's All About The Outfit

With Whitney, it’s all about the outfit.  When she started her cheer leading class, she insisted on wearing her only cheer outfit, an Arizona Cardinal’s cheer leader dress that was 2 sizes too small.  There was no talking her out of it.  Then today, we went to Schnepf farm.  She asked me for some farm clothes.  I told her that we don’t have any farm clothes.  How about some jeans?  After I got her dressed, I went to get ready to go.  I come back in and she has black winter boots, a pink bandana around her neck with a straw hat that she found in her costume box.  With Austin, my first born, I would have never let him leave the house with a costume on, but now, I guess I’m too old and tired to fight Whitney on this.  She has become an independent girl who knows what she wants to wear.  Even though her outfits sometimes make me cringe, she still makes me smile.

Whitney may be the most creative person I have ever met.  

 Her dad was watching golf on T.V. last week.  She found a small plastic golf club to play with.  She tried a few puts, but then, she turned her club into a hockey stick.  After that it was a back scratch-er, horse, gun and a pogo stick.  Later I was peeling carrots in the Kitchen.  She walked in, picked up two peelings and held them up to her ears like earrings.  She is always creating something. 

She also collects blues clues and Magenta dogs.  (Magenta is a character on the TV. show Blue’s Clues)  Austin, (Whitney’s 17 year old brother) sat next to Whitney and pointed out that she had 6 Magenta’s.  Whitney corrected him and said, “7”.  Austin said, “No look, 1,2 3, 4, 5, 6”.  Whitney put her hands up like paws, and stuck her tongue out like a dog and signed “7”.