I wish I had as much sass as she does. I just don't think it is even possible. She woke up on Christmas Eve and picked out her own attire. Cute pants, a cuter shirt, a denim jacket, that was lined for warmth. I was getting ready in my own closet, she demanded that I give her a 'garf' to match her outfit. She topped it all off with her pink cowboy boots, matching bow, and pink sunglasses.