Girls

There is something spectacular about little girls...

Now I want to make sure that in no way shape or form, anyone could think I have anything against Boys.

That is impossible considering how much I think Boys ROCK! Actually I thought at one point that I would only want boys... Cars, trucks, banging on drums...

And then I had My Girl. For the first time I began to wear pink. Willingly. Not simply because The Hubby convinced me it would be flattering.

Over two years later I

am thoroughly in love with pink (One of those materialistic things again I'm sure)

I entirely have bows and dresses and adorable cupcake sleepers to thank for that. And THANK I do!!!

Back to my thought...

(I think the mounds of laundry needing to be sorted is clouding my brain)

Today I woke up and decided to take a longer shower rather than leave myself time to dry my hair.

A bit of history...

I have had a lifelong battle with my hair.

(Somedays It wins. Somedays I win. Today I was losing.)

The Princess came downstairs with Daddy and took one fistful of my hair and said:

"Hair SOOO Pretty Mommy!"

And that was it for me. Because only a girl would notice.