i find my world changing
i mean, a baby surely changes everything
but i find that my loads of laundry have been infiltrated by...
don't get me wrong, i like pink every once in a great while, but in the world of baby girls, i feel like the pink ruffles and pink fluff is EVERYWHERE.
it's not that i wish she is a boy or anything
but this... this...
i find my sweet little girl playing kissy face with the pink ballerina!
i may have brought this upon myself.
see, the little raptor doesn't like binkies.
i've tried all sorts and she promptly spits them out
being her mother, i know she is saying
"fool, don't give me the fake stuff. i know where the goods are."