A girl can dream, no?
Right now this house seems filled with a frightening level of testosterone.
I would just love for the next little addition to our family to be a sweet, serene, wee little lass who would delight in cuddling up with me and the girls to lose ourselves in the world of Ingleside and Anne instead of out catching their hair on fire while burning the garbage…
or putting a piece of paper towel over the toaster and turning it on. Seriously. On purpose, people.
When it comes to catching things on fire, blowing things up and shooting bullets… I think we’ve got our hands full.
So I will keep thinkin’ pink. But that doesn’t mean I’m completely opposed to blue. Pink is purdy. But blue is purdy darn cool, too.
