Every day I have some form of this conversation with Mckenzie:
Kenzie, excitedly and loudly, every time she sees someone wearing a tanktop: "Look mom, she's wearing a tank top!"
Me, wearily, trying to be quiet: "Yes. I see that."
Kenzie, loudly: "Why is she wearing a tank top mom?"
Me, quietly, trying desperately to think of a good answer: "She must be hot."
Kenzie: "Why are we not wearing tank tops?"
Me, knowing this answer can only last a week or two longer: "Because. It's not summer. We don't wear tank tops."
Kenzie: "When it's summer I will wear tank tops."
Me, mumbling incoherently: "Mmmm."
Kenzie then proceeds to relate instances of friends wearing tank tops, and friend's mothers wearing tank tops and aunts wearing tank tops, and strangers from months back wearing tank tops at Zion National Park. Her memory is excellent in this subject.
I don't know where she got this obsession. (I think I've worn one once, when I ran a race or something.) Last year, she had a couple of tank tops that she wore, but they were just clothes. Now they are the coolest things ever. Tank tops are better than princesses. I could probably bribe her to eat all of her dinner, all by herself, veggies included, and even some extra squash, if I told her she could wear a tank top.
I waffle on the subject. I try to explain that we're different. We don't wear tank tops unless we wear something over or under them, or unless we're exercising.
I can't decide if giving in to her tank top wants is setting her up for a lifetime of immodesty, or if it is no big deal, and I just don't buy any, it will go away. We had a Family Home Evening on modesty once, but the modesty concept was well above her head, so we only talked about our swim suit area, how we always keep it covered. (Nothing like explaining modesty to a three-year-old to remind you of how ridiculous it is that all standards of modesty are dropped as long as you're "swimming")
I think I am coming to the conclusion that I will just let her wear the tank tops we already have (I think she has 3 that still fit), and just not buy anymore. Although, I know that once I let her wear a tank top she will become completely incensed if no tank tops are clean, and we will have to experience all sorts of unpleasantness until she realizes I am not letting her wear her popsicle-grass- stained tank top, and I am not washing it every night either.
What is your theory on tank top wearing?