E has gone on several clothing kicks since becoming a toddler, as children often do. She first started eschewing pants in favor of dresses and skirts. She then insisted on wearing matching outfits with A, which I happily obliged. Then she started changing into her pajamas at all hours of the day, causing me to wonder if she was going to be the next Hugh Hefner when she grew up. But nothing could compare to her love of the Dora bathing suit.
Of course, Daddy is responsible for the purchase of said bathing suit. I had wanted to impose a complete ban on character clothing. When she would ask me to for a Dora bathing suit or shirt or whatever, I would lie and tell her there was no such thing. So, imagine my disappointment when Daddy and E came home from a trip to Target with not only the bathing suit and a matching towel.
Soon the Dora bathing suit was worn pretty much around the clock. If E disappeared for more than a minute or two, she was most likely upstairs stripping down to a diaper and putting on the magenta and ruffled atrocity. She would try to wear the bathing suit under her clothes on the occasions that I would make her wear an actual outfit when we left the house. Since this was a huge pain in terms of diaper changing, I was forced to start hiding the bathing suit unless we were going to the pool. So, E has been pleasantly surprised when on Mondays and Thursdays, the Dora bathing suit comes out of hiding and she's allowed to put it on. It makes drop off that much easier (for her at least, A's still another story). It's a win-win situation for all involved.
My favorite Dora bathing suit story was when we went to Ashland for Memorial Day. Uncle Dave and his girlfriend, Sam, also came to visit. When the guys went to play golf, the ladies set up the sprinkler and sat out in the yard to chat while E played in the water. E wanted someone to play with her, so she went up to Sam.
"Do you want to go get your Dora bathing suit on so you can go in the sprinkler?" she asked Sam.
"Well, E, I don't have a Dora bathing suit to put on," Sam replied.
"Oh, you have a Diego one," E said knowingly.
But this weekend, I'm doing the unthinkable. I'm getting E these for her birthday. I figure her Crocs are already ugly enough...what's the harm. But don't expect her to be wearing any Dora t-shirts or dresses any time soon, if I can help it.
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I was rolling on the floor laughing reading this. Harrison has been begging for Diego shoes he saw somewhere. I may opt for the Diego jibbits for his crocs instead. You are so hilarious! (Put that one on your 100 list)
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