Daring Daughterhood

So I’ve come to a realisation. I have too many kids’ clothes. And when I say too many… I mean I could probably open a small shop and still have stock left over. It’s especially bad for Nova. Because this is what happens: I buy clothes for the girls. They wear them. Then they get passed down. Then I get given clothes from my sister’s two daughters, who are older. And then those get added into the mix. And by the time everything filters down to Nova? She has an entire wardrobe… and then another one… and then a pile that doesn’t even fit in either. And before I go any further — I am so grateful for the clothes we’re given. Genuinely. It saves money, it’s practical, and it means nothing goes to waste. I would never not appreciate that. But also… it has created a situation. She has outfits for every possible situation. Every season. Every mood. Every “just in case.” Meanwhile, she rotates through the same five favourite things like the rest of it doesn’t even exist. Why are children like th...