One day, the girl decided to throw the most ridiculous fit of all times. She insists on wearing a bra. I guess this is part of the whole "I am growing up" thing. Personally, I was not planning on having this conversation until she's at least a tween. She claims she NEEDS one and that she is going to grow really really big boobies. I don't know where she got that idea from - really, I had nothing to do with this one.
So, here is a somewhat risque photo of my growing up girl. Yes, that smile means she won the fight. Throwing a fit works.