Conversation from this morning:
Me: Okay! You need to get dressed! Go and pick out what you want to wear!
FYO (after coercing her up to her room and convincing her that she is able to dress herself): I want to wear this read shirt with this pink sweater!
She pulls out a red shirt with buttons and a collar and a slightly heavier pink shirt without a collar but also with buttons. Not a sweater. Then she pulls out a cream and black plaid wool skirt. It is about 50 degrees here today and I had planned on taking her to the climbing wall since we're both off from school.
Me: Well, instead, how about you wear this white t-shirt underneath the pink "sweater" and some pink stretchy pants since we'll be climbing?
FYO: NO!!! I WANNA WEAR THE RED SHIRT!
Me: But the red and the pink. . . Well, they don't really match.
My agenda rears its ugly head and she completely recognizes it.
FYO: I DON'T CARE IF IT DOESN'T MATCH!!!
Me: Okay, I don't really care. Wear whatever you want, but please, just get dressed, okay?
FYO: Okay, I'll wear a white t-shirt but I don't want to wear THIS one because it has "HalLoween" written on it.
Me: But with the "sweater" on, you won't even SEE the "Halloween."
FYO: IT'S NOT EVEN HALLOWEEN ANYMORE!!! I want a different t-shirt!
Me: But we don't have any more plain white t-shirts.
I go back to the drawing board and pull out some other white shirts with other sweater combinations for her.
In the mean time, the FYO decides she's completely okay with it all.
FYO: You know, it doesn't matter what you look like on the OUTSIDE. Just what you look like on the INSIDE!
I resisted saying -- but I don't have to LOOK at your insides all day long. !