fashion trumps comfort

I'm just sure she's my girl,

but her decision today had me wondering briefly.

I wrangled Lex's petti-top over head

and  pulled it down over her sweet little belly.

She started grabbing at the chest,

"Too tight! It's too tight!"

I pulled it off.

She wanted it back on.

"Too tight," she wailed.

"Lexi, you can either wear it too tight,

or wear something else. There's nothing Momma can do."

Her choice?

"My wear tight."