While on one of their many world travels, my parents stopped by a little place called
Edinburgh, Scotland and decided their grand-daughters would all LOVE to have
kilts. So they found a little shop and picked out adorable little skirts. Scarlette at first wouldn't wear hers. I'm not sure why. Maybe just her streak of stubbornness she got from her dad (it couldn't
possibly be from me). But today I made her put it on because I really wanted to see her in it. After a few minutes of crying and sulking she decided she LOVES it because she can twirl in it, and now she is wearing it happily.


2 comments:
Now that's one sweet little lassie....I wish all my grand-daughters could get together for a photo all dressed in their kilts.
maggie won't take hers off. she pretty much wears it at one point every day (i say "at one point" because every day maggie goes through about 10 days- like she makes dinner 10 times, puts her dolls to bed 10 times and wakes up and gets dressed in a new outfit 10 times. and I do 10 times the amount of laundry.)
anyways, scarlette looks like a cutie pa-tootie.
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