Dress up is not her bag. Sweet.

I realize that my daughter will be different from many young ladies. I want her role models to be April Vokey, Misty May-Treanor, Helen Vendler, Chuck Norris, Sandra Day O'Connor, Sacajawea, Hiawatha, and Margo Figgins.

I already know that she marched differently. She doesn't even need a drummer for her best. So, with pride, I see that she is not interested in fashion or dress up. Yet. She can leave that to her father, who spent part of the morning looking for Frye boots for his wife. Wow. Pricey. After a nice sponge bath, which I might add is her second in seven days (i.e. she'll make a fine outdoors woman), she cried while Kelly and I tried to pretty her up.

Wait, this might be the Norwegian in her. Maybe she thinks clothes are restrictive. Great, I have either a hippie or a nudist on my hands.