Our lovely intern Caitlin Adams is back with another installment of her “Lessons from My Mom” column. This week she extols the benefits of sartorial freedom for the pint-size set.
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By Caitlin Adams
When I was little, my parents let me dress myself. Actually, I’m not certain whether it was a conscious decision on their part or that they simply tired of my inevitable temper tantrums. (I was the only girl of four kids… I had an excuse to be a diva, right?) My daily uniform typically consisted of purple sweatshirts with dancing elephants and stirrup leggings. I might have even worn a diaper bag as my backpack through my preschool years…talk about catching onto the whole “oversize tote” trend early.
My mom had this idea that allowing me to dress myself was a way for me to express my individual style and creativity. I know it sounds kind of whacky — surely a seven year old donning a multicolor leotard doesn’t say much about who they are — but I think there is something to this thinking.
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