High Fashion

Kathleen's been wearing her old princess dress for days now. Complete with headband crown, she's worn the ensemble everywhere: the library, the commissary, the park. But it would appear that she doesn't want her sister to be left out and has undertaken her costuming, as well.

"Mama?" she asks me as I'm trying to prepare dinner, "Where's Madeline's princess shirt?"

I begin to ask why when she continues, "I think it would be just perfect with her fairy skirt."

I can't help smiling and track down the shirt, which I hand off to Kathleen. She puts it on her sister, and then sets about accessorizing.

One pair of rain boots and one faux pearl necklace later, Madeline is set. She pauses for the paparazzi.

We have our own sense of style at the circus. It works, I think. Not for all, but for us.