Vetoed

Last night, I got vetoed. By the entire family. You see, Claire needed some pajamas that fit. So, we headed to Old Navy after a dinner with Jo-Jo/Tray-Tray. While we were there, I noticed that they had their Christmas pajamas. I figured we probably needed to go ahead and get those. So, I went in search. I found the cutest pair. They were pink and red and green and said Peace On Earth on the shirt. I thought, "My girls HAD to have them." I showed them to John, he said, "I like those other ones better."

The red and green ones. The ones that looked like boy pajamas. So, I went to the big dog. The head honcho. Addison. I said, "Addison, which pajamas do you like better?" I had my fingers crossed that my little angel would side with me. "Uhh.. I like these." She pointed to the red and greens ones. I started searching and hoping that they wouldn't have their sizes and we would have to get the ones that I liked better. Nope. Luck was not on my side. So, I thought I would go to the little dog. Claire. My baby who ALWAYS picks the right accessories.( Yes, I let her choose which socks to wear. She always picks the ones I want her to. Don't judge me, Earl.) She was too memorized by the doggie slippers. I finally got her to pay attention, and she picked the red and green ones. UGH.

Don't get me wrong, these are very cute and look extremely comfy. But.. I liked the other ones!!





One day, when the girls are old enough to understand, I will explain to them, why, as redheads, they shouldn't wear red. They should go with green for Christmas.

And one day, I won't care what my husband's opinion is on their clothes.