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"Do you think I look good like this?"

I knew I'd have to cross this bridge at some point. Kaybree looked up at me with her little booty shorts, feeling good about herself and the way she looks and wanting confirmation that she looked cute.

She did look cute. She's perfectly thin and beautiful and youthful, with no cellulite to be seen. She was wearing a tshirt and some biker shorts. The biker shorts are short but look adorable on her. The only reason I was asking her to change was because an aunt posted a Facebook status about the "modesty" debate in her house that morning and we were about to head over to their house. I didn't want to ruin their modesty debate by allowing my child to be the bad example.

But I struggle with the modesty debate. Because shouldn't it be what's on the inside that matters? Yes, if Kaybree were older I probably wouldn't allow her to wear those shorts outside the house--but then again maybe I would if she were playing a sport. I wouldn't let her wear something that showed bare tummy or was sleeveless.

I want her to know whatever makes her feel comfortable and confident is fine with me. She should be proud of her cute little body. At this point in her life she's not wearing short shorts to get the attention of a boy. She's wearing it because it's cute and comfortable. But at some point even if she feels cute and comfortable we may need to steer her in a more conservative direction. Cause she's a cute girl.

Modesty is so much more than the clothes you put on your body. It's the way you treat others more than anything. Not putting yourself above anyone else. Some day that may mean not showing off more than you need to. We'll have to prepare her for that. I hope we don't have to have too many modesty debates in our household. I hope as the girls learn how to treat their bodies and other people they'll know what is OK to wear and what isn't. I don't want to set hard and fast rules. I want to teach correct principles and let her decide.

For the record--baby girl you look beautiful in anything! You are a stunning little being and I am proud to be your mama! Even on the days when you wear all the variations of pink in your closet and refuse to let me brush your hair. You work it, girl!

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