I think I mentioned the sale at Dillard's before.  There was a dress that Sarah begged me to buy her.  It was cute but not something I would have picked out for her.  I was tired, grumpy and easily swayed.  I bought the dress.  It's a sheer yellow fabric with pink polka dots over a simple slip.  Little cap sleeves and a ribbon and bow high up around the waist.  It looks like a dress from the late 20's or 30's.  We had a playdate for the park the next day and Sarah insisted on wearing it.  I tried to explain to her it would probably get ruined, but she didn't care.  It looked so cute on her.  She looked like such a grown-up little girl.  The way she be-bopped around in it just made me think of the word flouncy.  Is that a word?  I told her she was wearing a flouncy dress.  She replied, "Don't call me Flouncy."