If there’s one thing that having girls has taught me, it’s that many traits seem to be inborn (please brace yourself for a couple of sweeping generalizations that may only apply to my very specific little universe).
For one, girls like to talk. A lot. In fact, they like to talk so much that you can tell where they are just by listening for a second. Silence? My child is either:
- asleep (which is very rare)
- not home
- up to no good (like the time she decided to play hairdresser with her cousin)
My husband most likely uses this same trick to verify my whereabouts.
Next, girls like pretty things. We like sparkle and ruffles, bows and beads (this is generally where the princess obsession comes in).
Many girls grow into women that still like these things. So much so, in fact, that it’s often damn near impossible to tell the difference between big girl pieces and children’s wear.
My daughter and I would both do a little happy dance at the idea of owning any of the pieces shown above.
Three are women’s pieces and three are children’s. Can you tell the difference?