This morning Myrna wanted to wear a tutu. Seeing as we didn't have anything planned on this fine freshly snow-covered New Year's Day, I said "why not." Myrna got a tutu last Christmas, and I think has worn it twice. We squeezed the 6-9 month-sized tutu on her (she's tiny, but not that tiny), and she was ready to perform, all day long.
Sure, the long sleeves are now 3/4 length, and there was no way the snaps to the onesie bodice were getting snapped, but she didn't mind. She was too busy learning "Me and My Teddy Bear," my debut dance recital piece.
She wore the tutu the entire day, pairing it with leg warmers later in the afternoon (a fine choice), and she was always telling us about her "cute tutu."