In some cultures people predict what a child's vocation will be depending on their childhood interests. Like for example Dylan loves to draw and he loves to build things. Perhaps he'll be an architect on day. A successful well adjusted architect. Which is great for me. Because lately I am pretty sure that his sister Alice wants to be a Las Vegas show girl.
She has been running around the house in alarming new get ups. Two days ago she was only wearing seven necklaces, her silver sparkle princess shoes, and matching crown. No clothes! Not a stitch. She sashayed into the computer room and said. "Hiya Momma!" and shook her little hips and sashayed out.
Yesterday she was wearing the sparkle shoes, her sparkle crowns with purple feathers and carrying a little pink pocketbook. She walked by me in the kitchen and said. "Bye momma, I go out now." I tackled her before she made her way to the side door. Too many of the neighbors have seen her little naked body already. She just hates clothing what is a mom to do?
I did think about tattooing clothes on her. So when she is naked it looks like she is wearing a bathing suit. But that might hurt too much. Body paint? Perhaps not. She could easily wash it off. Perhaps I should continue to do what I have been doing.
I quietly go upstairs to gather her clothing. Then I sneak up on her and have a Monty Python type chase scene though out the house. I chase her all over, up the stairs, around tables and chairs, until finally I tackle her and hold her down. She kicks me and tries to escape and I withstand the blows the best I can. Finally after 30-40 minutes she is tired and I can finally over power her and get her dressed. Then with in five minutes she is naked again. Naked and as of lately naked and over accessorized. Maybe I should just give in and buy her a silver sparkle bikini with tassels and be done with it?