Everyday Coco's room has a pile of clothing laying in the middle of the room. While I'd like to blame it on her roommate, Scotty, so she can clean it up, I know that this is the work of my girly-girl. Coco insists on trying on several dresses each day. She will wear one for a couple of hours and then switch to another, and another. I am constantly tying, zipping, buttoning to suite her fancy. I know she feels glamorous each time because she twirls and asks, "how do look?".