Future Girl Scout

So Carli is a creature of habit. She has to eat breakfast, get dressed, then brush her teeth and finally brush her hair. Heaven forbid that we dare to change this ritual on Monday morning! We needed her to brush her teeth before getting dressed and she was very distraught. Dave is in the bathroom with her trying to get her to cooperate, when I hear her say, "Oh wait a minute!"

Next thing I hear is Dave saying when did you do that? to which she replied, "Last night." Then I hear Dave trying to control his laughter. Of course, I have to investigate. I see Carli standing there with her red footy pajamas unzipped to reveal not skin, but a pink dress with her butterfly tights.

She looks at me with her big eyes and says, "Look Mommy, I can brush my teeth cuz I'm already dressed for school!"

To this point, I had been doing a pretty good job of stifling my laughter, then I lost my composure. And yes, she did wear this to school that day. Who am I to ruin her great time saving idea?