Riley is refusing to wear her skorts. She's got three and they are all darling. With laundry a bit behind, and no clean clothes, I pressed the issue this morning.
"Why can't you wear one of these?" I said, pulling two skorts out of her drawer and jiggling them in her direction.
"I'm just too cute in those," she said earnestly.
What she meant was "baby-ish." Cutesy. Little kid cute. But the way she said it was too cute, and I didn't correct her.
Tomorrow I'll tell her, fill her in on the nuance.
Perhaps it is wrong of me, but I'm going to let her be "too cute" for one more day.