Why’s everything just such a drama.
I used to paddy on the floor to wear my leopard print leggings as a child. My mum would dress me kicking and screaming into something weather appropriate. Why? BECAUSE I WAS A CHILD. If she hates what V wears know what you can do phoebo? DRESS HER!
Do what I do with mine - pick outfits for them to choose from! I give them seven choices for five days. They pick their five outfits on the Sunday and can pick which to wear. It gives choice but also control. But I just get on with it - don’t post about it on SM!
Same with swimming. Pack clean bleeping underwear, swimming cossie, a towel and body wash and off you go. WHY THE DRAMA.