The spunky sassy one now has...style.
Or at least her own sense of it.
But isn't that what style is, anyways.
I have always loved this stage, when they come out of their rooms dressed for the day in their own creations.
One, because they came out of their room dressed for the day. On their own. Duh.
And two, because they look so ridiculously outlandishly cute that you don't dare make them change.
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