Lauren's Costume Changes

Lauren on occasion will come out of her room after nap or in the mornings with a completely different outfit on than what she went into her room wearing. I ask her why, and she tells me "Why not mommy?", which is a perfectly good response from someone who doesn't have to do the laundry every Saturday morning. Last night her clothes swapping exercise got the best of her. Bill had put her in her Little Mermaid pjs, taken her upstairs, read her a few stories, tucked her in, and came downstairs to play his regularly scheduled weekly game of XBox 360. I of course, took the time to crawl into bed early and read one of the many books I have half-going at the moment. I was one foot in bed when I heard what appeared to be a someone crying faintly, and I couldn't quite tell if it was Bill's video game or one of the kids, so I came out and sure enough I heard Lauren yelling for me. So, I raced up stairs and there she was sitting in bed, in a pretty red dress, with her arm stuck inside so tightly that she could get it neither in nor out. Her face was as red as the dress, and I was laughing so hard I could barely help her out of it. Oh, the life of a little girl and all her costume changes...she is ready for the stage.