What? You've never seen a 2 year old white girl with a Tupac shirt

Fiona and I were at ROSS, doing a little browsing when we came across this shirt. I picked it up and put it back with a big smile, She, then, picked it up and hung it on the cart. I started to put it back and she said "my shirt." I finally gave in. I mean, who am I to squash a girl's style? She looks cute no matter what she is wearing. I did take her to Wild Oats today and Melissa at the cheese counter said, "You do know who the mama is right?" insinuating that I have ultimate control of what she does and in this case wears! Whatever, she likes it! Better a gangsta than a barbie.