Don't get me wrong . . .
boys are great.
In fact, we spent Thursday afternoon with my dear friend Lori and her three precious boys. You couldn't ask for a more thoughtful boy than Knox. He was so patient and kind to Annika. Banks is the best at wearing construction hats and getting down and dirty with some trucks and Lincoln Logs. And that precious, new Gaines is so yummy that I wanted to inhale him.
So again, I will say. . .
boys are great.
Snakes and snails, puppy dog tails and all.
But, alas, I have no boys.
Just one strong-willed little girl.
I love the pigtails, the pure need to wear a tutu for days on end, the purses full of tiny babies and pretend make-up, the bows in the hair that are pulled out as soon as we are out the front door, the gobs of necklaces, and the love of all things pink.
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Girls are just plain fantastic! I love all the "stuff" that girls are so often drawn too. Just tonight I gave Grace a girly love gift... a pretty nightgown. It made us both happy.
Of course I do love my boy to pieces too. I just don't have the same affection for all that is pirate as I do a lovely tutu.
Annika is adorable.
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