Day one

As I packed for our trip this weekend, I purposefully chose semi-coordinating clothes for the little girls. Yes, that means matching shirts. Today I pulled out Kenna's outfit. She took one look at it and promptly stated "I'm not wearing that". I replied, "then I'm not taking you downstairs for breakfast". Tears ensued. The shorts were blue, and she doesn't like blue shorts. Frustrated, but laughing, I told Josh "apparently we have two teenagers, and the second one is NOT Brynne!" (although in all honesty, she's just as picky about her clothes). Josh was able to convince Kenna to put on the blue shorts, but I still had to listen to the final complaints, just so that I would know that she was NOT happy.