What the hell is with the hate over the fact that Kylie Jenner dressed her own daughter in a mini version of the dress she wore to the Met Gala. Hi? Hello? Mind your own business?

ICYMI, Kylie Jenner recently posted a series of photos and a video showing her daughter, Stormi, in a mini purple ensemble that was a replica of what Kylie was seen wearing at the Met Gala earlier this year.

Stormi's look was nearly identical to Kylie's from the purple wig to the poofy feather sleeves. We stan a toddler queen.

Why are we angry at this? It's freakin' adorable, and not to mention, perfectly fine?

Please excuse the disdain in my voice as I react to this hatred coming from people behind their phones on social media, but can we all, or at least those of us with a brain, just agree that there is nothing harmful or anything worth hating about this?

Are you mad that you cannot afford a Versace look-alike gown for your child? Is that where your animosity comes from? Just leave it alone.

Let's point out the changes made in the dress that were the right choice by Kylie, her mother: the bottom of Stormi's dress is not sheer like Kylie's and the top is covered with mesh so it isn't a strapless dress.

It seems as though commenters are very annoyed with the fact that Kylie dressed her daughter like herself. Calling her "vain" and "creepy."

Meanwhile, moms wear matching outfits with their kids quite frequently and nobody seems to blink an eye but instead thinks it's cute.

Other comments seem to reference the fact that Stormi looks miserable in the costume in the photos, but the video clearly shows her smiling and giggling. So I'm a little confused where that idea surfaced.

Have you ever tried to get a child to smile for a photo at 21 months old? I haven't, but I can guess it's not a walk in the park.

I'll be the first to admit that the Karjenner family definitely is guilty of some vain and uncalled for behaviors, but this is not one of them.

Instead of trying to find things in the world to be pissed over, let's focus on ourselves and actual problems to worry about and just look at the cute child and say "aww," and move on with our lives, OK?