Lucy and Dress-Up Clothes

Lucy has definitely inherited the "dress-up gene" from her aunts on the S side of the family. I wrote earlier how Lucy inherited some lovely hand-me-down costumes from my Ant Bee and cousin Zel. These costumes have pretty much changed her life, and we now enter dress-up mode around once per day. Usually Lucy only likes to wear the outfits for a few minutes, before she moves on to the next outfit.

I wasn't sure how much I could promote the "girly girl" aspect of costumes and frills, because I don't want Lucy to feel like her identity comes from what she wears or her appearance. I'm trying to avoid saying things like "You look so beautiful!" and "You look so fancy!" (even though they do come out sometimes). But right now I think that mostly costumes are for her, at least right now, a way to pretend to be a character or different person. And I'm like that kind of imaginative play. Plus, it's kind of fun to see her being the same kind of dress-up girl that I remember my little sisters were at her age.

She chose this outfit herself. A Tinkerbell knight with a light saber and glass slippers

These sparkly Frozen shoes are a hand-me-down from a girl who goes to Lucy's daycare. Lucy adores them, even though they are about two sizes too big for her. I'm not that big of a fan of them myself, especially since they scatter glitter on the upholstery.

A "Christmas Queen" with glass slippers. We got this slippers as a compromise because she kept tripping over her feet in the too-big-for-her Frozen shoes.

Lucy's interest in dress ups is inspiring her dad! ;)

We also started dance class this month, which is really exciting. Lucy loves to get dressed in her dance outfit, and she especially likes the part in the class when they kids get to pretend to be a bee that flies around the room.

Lucy begged to have an Elsa dress (yep, we have a "Frozen" and "Let It Go" fan in the house). I let her pick out an Elsa nightgown, and it was supposed to serve as a motivation to help Lucy ditch her paci (she's supposed to trade in the paci for the nightgown), but it hasn't worked yet. Last night she chose to wear the nightgown, but drama and crying ensued for the next 90 minutes while we tried to get her to fall asleep. I guess there is still one thing that she loves more than a fancy costume. We'll see if we can break this paci habit in the next few weeks. I'm anxious to segue into toddler mode and get rid of the three last vestiges of baby mode in our house: pacis, diapers, and baby food crushers. My hope is that pacis will be the first and easiest thing to go, since she only uses them at naps and  bedtime.