By Leslie Lindsay I have a thing with dressing my kids.  It started slowly and innocently enough when my first daughter was just a baby.  Yo see, I wanted to tame the red mohawk she seemed to be sporting most days of the week.  In fact, we lovingly referred to her as “rooster.” Arriving the baby section at Target back in those early days of parenthood in search of “baby clips” [for hair], is likely what started my “thing” with dressing my kids.  You see, I carefully would sort through the pile of hair clips in search for the perfect color in which to match her romper, sleeper, or whatever newborn “outfit” I had her in that day. Fast forward a year or so. I started shopping at Baby Gap in earnest, collecting reciepts in which I could save an additional 20% from the “regularly marked price.”  I made my way to Carter’s, too.  Gap Kids Outlet and now…well, now I have settled mostly on Gymboree. Now that my daughters are almost 7 (going on 25) and 5 years, I would …