This past Thursday was Taylor's Christmas program at school. The letter that was sent home said the kids needed to be dressed in Christmas colors. That was the only requirement. There was a discussion about her wearing a dress or a skirt but once we found out she'd be sitting down for some of the show, we decided against it. She didn't protest once as she put on her freshly ironed khaki pants and red sequined sweater. Fast forward to about 11:15am. I get a phone call from her teacher telling me that Taylor has been distraught all morning. She is the only girl in the class without a dress on and she's devastated. So I did what any good mother would do - I took her a special outfit to wear for the program. This was an outfit that she picked out at Target. We bought it to go see Santa. Cute Christmas plaid skirt, black velvet shirt and sparkly black shoes. When I got to her classroom I expected her to jump in my arms and thank me a million times for saving the day. Instead, she took one look at the skirt and burst into tears. Again. She was upset because I had brought a skirt, not a dress. Is this really happening at 5 years old? I shudder to think of all the drama in the future. After a little discussion in the other room, she agreed to put on the outfit and to dry up the tears. She pulled it together and sang her little heart out. After talking more with her teacher, it turns out that at some point that morning, one of girls in the class had stood in front of her, twirled around in her dress and said, "Taylor, you're the only girl in the class that doesn't have a dress on." And that's what did it.