Today I was putting a bow in Lila's hair that match her cute yellow dress. She took it out of her hair, looked at it and handed it back to me. "Ummm, nooo?" in her Minnesota accent that she says it with. I picked out another bow that matched and put it in her hair. Take out, hand back, "Ummm, nooo?" So I take the bow holder off the wall for her to look at and asked her if she wanted to pick out a bow herself. She looked at each one individually, finally picking out a small one with little red cherries on it. She handed it to me, nodding her head and saying "Yeah, yeah, yeah" over and over.
And so it starts. I will never be in charge of her outfits again.