When we found out we were having a girl, I had a moment of panic (in Target, of course) because I just couldn't get excited about all the clothes. I had no desire to buy every tiny dress and pair of low-rider jeans I saw. It was all just so pink
, and I was sure this was a sign of my inevitable failure as a girl's mom. Yes, I was hormonal. Why do you ask?
Since then I've gotten much more used to the increased pink in our lives, although it's still not my favorite. And I do have a soft spot for the ruffles on the butt. For the most part, though, I'm pretty temperate as far as the "girl stuff" goes.
But for the life of me, I can't stop doing this...
I expect to see this look often over the next 18 years
It gets worse...
Seriously, I need an intervention.
Please don't stop. They are adorable and will make good blackmail material later. Sooooooo cute. I miss you guys and can't wait to see you in a couple weeks. Love you all!!!
Don't stop yourself.
Embrace it. :)
Ha ha! So very cute. At least you are alternating sides so she can work out both sides of her neck muscles :-) Hope you are doing well with your mom gone now, I'd love to come by again sometime soon!
Oh, she is going to have words for you when she gets older!! At least she will have great baby pics on those days when everyone brings them in to guess who's who!
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