I love to get things monogrammed. I love the names I have chosen for both my girls, and love to show it off. But now with baby number 2 quickly approaching I have realized that all my monogramming during Bella's babyhood has left a number of things unusable for Amelia. So, when ordering new clothe (from Melissa, of course) I decided to just have a V, for our last name, embroidered on a dress so that I could be sure to pass it down. But there was a problem.
When I pulled it out of the bag, the following conversation occurred:
B: What. Is. THAT?
Me: It's your new outfit, don't you love it?
B: Yes, but what is that letter on it?
Me: It's a V.
B: But I don't start with a V.
Me: Yes you do. Your last name does, same as mine and dad's and Amelia's.
B: No, I don't START with that. I start with an I or a B, but NOT THAT V.
Me: But you DO. And this way, if we start putting a V on things, Amelia can wear it too when you are done? Don't you want Meli to wear your clothes?
B: Yes. And she can have this NOW. Because I don't start with a V. I'm not wearing it.
Me. You don't think it is pretty?
B: Yes, but it has a V. And I DON'T. START. WITH. A. V.
Me: Please, will you just try it on?
Me. What can I do to get you to wear this dress?
B: I'll wear it if you let me wear my glass slippers (her clear plastic jellies that I despise, because of the cases of grimy smelly playground foot that accompanies them).
Me: (for lack of orange shoes anyway). Okay. Whatever.
B: It's a Deal. But next time you need to remember that I don't start with that letter. Just a B, or and I, Momma.
Anyway, here is the dreaded V outfit. I love it. Melissa is the BEST.