Last week Marlo had her class photos taken, and I should have kept my mouth shut about it while getting her dressed that morning. She wanted to wear her princess tutu, but then she wanted to wear another dress that didn’t fit, and then WAIT. What about the top to those pajamas? Yes, she wanted to wear her pajamas. The proper Southern in me and the redneck Southern in me had to duel that one out. Obviously, proper Southern won. And took it even further with a giant grosgrain ribbon in her hair. Let’s hope the photographer captured that dimple.