I like that the very little ones have to wear what I want them to wear. I pick the colors, I pick the level of ridiculous coordination.
Hey look, they match!
Sometimes, when I'm really lucky, I get out the very same gratuitously cute clothes, and I put them on another set of bodies.
And little bodies, they do not protest the cuteness.
The big ones-- the same ones that would refuse to be "cute" even for my sake, they delight in the cuteness of the little ones. And I know that, on some level, they understand. And they will forgive me for the overly-cute pictures.
Hey look, they match!
Sometimes, when I'm really lucky, I get out the very same gratuitously cute clothes, and I put them on another set of bodies.
And little bodies, they do not protest the cuteness.
The big ones-- the same ones that would refuse to be "cute" even for my sake, they delight in the cuteness of the little ones. And I know that, on some level, they understand. And they will forgive me for the overly-cute pictures.
Perhaps.