Many of us with daughters have succumbed to the urge to have at least one holiday where everyone is dressed alike. The trick is to do this before they get old enough to refuse to wear anything that the mom chooses. I managed to pull this off in the 1990s, when I thought red plaid just screamed "Christmas". I made Kristy and Kelli's jumpers to match Steph's fancy red plaid dress. And yes, that is me in the plaid jacket. Got a lot of mileage out of that jacket, as I recall.
I suspect many folks have a "red plaid" kind of experience in their past. Whether they admit it or not.
Guess one plaid Christmas wasn't enough for me, as apparently I felt the need to have a green plaid Christmas a couple of years later.
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