Before we went out Friday night, I'd changed my clothes. Oh, it wasn't anything special, but I did manage to get out of the t-shirt routine.
On our way to the Olive Garden, Audrey started her own version of "Toddler Eye/What Not to Wear" from her carseat.
"Mommy? You look pretty."
"Thank you, Audrey."
"Ooooh, I like your earrings! Pretty." (big twisty hoops)
"I like your shirt."
Mr W interjects with "What do you want, Audrey?" I roll my eyes at him. Not-so-pretty.
"But, you know, Mommy, you would be prettier, if you wore a dressie. No pants, dressie. I know! A skirt?" She claps her hands in excitement.
I giggled and shook my head.
Aaaahhh....think she's had a little too much "Project Runway." Between that and the "totally new you makeover" in Max and Ruby's Beauty Shop, I'll be lucky if I don't wake up one day to orange hair and an aluminum foil toga.