I don't talk about Dressing Your Truth or "types" with my kids, or make them dress in their type; in fact, I give them complete authority over their clothing choices (as long as it doesn't violate school dress code). And yet here they are, accidentally dressing true to their type. The brunette, aka Tracy Jr, is a Type 4 (I suspect a secondary 3), and dressing the part very well, and my middle daughter, aka Nubbers or Blondo, is wearing this quilted gold jacket that she absolutely loves. I know people will argue that because her eyes have a slight downward slant that she is Type 2, but there is nothing Type 2 about her, though that might be her secondary. She is Type 3 to the core, but it took me a while to get there. I was confused by her, this strangely fierce, impetuous child of mine. But then I thought: "What types of things do I scold her for?"
- stealing people's landscaping
- cutting her own hair
- ...and her sister's
- carving her name into the wall
- yelling and noise in general
- jumping off furniture
- not thinking about things before doing them
- putting "eat candy" and "break windows" on her to-do list and insisting that it must now be done, because it's on THE LIST after all
- sarcasm and what some people might consider "blunt" rudeness (like telling a teacher, "I'm not stupid, duuuuh")
- telling other kids that God and Jesus are made up
- destroying trees and trying to bring them into the house
***FYI, I do reference the Dressing Your Truth system a lot, but it's been a while since I mentioned it. Here's a link to check it out so you know what I'm referring to, if you aren't familiar.