the must have accessory.

while organizing our photos I stumbled across a few that triggered a memory:

About a year ago, Ivy was in tears as I was getting her dressed for church, sobbing that she wanted a "tattoo".

well, actually, it sounded more like:

"I {sob, sob} wan-nuh taaah-tooo"

and progressively turned more demanding to:

"I WAN- UH- TAI- TOO {sob sob sob}!!!"

I was a bit confused, but not alarmed because she was familiar with tattoos.

One of their favorite sweeties is a piece of chewy candy wrapped like a tootsie roll with a stick on tattoo inside the wrapper.

She'd also seen and experienced henna a time or two.

but my answer was a definite "no"

It's not that I have a problem with the fake stuff (I know many parents who disagree with this stance and tell me I better be careful 10-20 years from now)

my "No" stemmed from not having any fake tattoos on hand

and even if I did, not allowing it because I like my kids to appear clean and well groomed for church.

and then Ivy continued crying, and pointing.

and questioning and pointing

and it hit me.

she wasn't saying "taah-too" she was saying "TIE-TOO" as in:

"I want a tie too!" (please mommy "just like Asher")

if only she would have calmed down and given me all the information (how many times will I think that in the next 15 years?)- oh the drama of little girls.

Here's a handful of Ivy's tie- donning Fridays.

(after going through photos of the past year, I realized I may need to start a regular feature of Ivy's eclectic wardrobe choices)

and here's a shot of my boys in ties, just because (I think they look so grown up- especially C)

if only Asher were as insistent and excited about wearing a tie as Ivy.