Some of my dolls
Lotus came across a baby doll at Jenn’s house and it was love at first sight. We have cloth dolls at home she doesn’t go gaga over, so I assume it’s the realistic plastic head?
So we took a trip to Target and, no matter how gender neutral we try to be as parents, there is no denying the sheer look of glee on her face as we rolled through the doll isle. What the….?? Is this woven into our genetic makeup somehow? I have to admit it may be, just a little.
The identical twins, of different age and gender;)
I wanted to capture a pic of her knit-by-me vest and, ya, pretty much impossible at this point. She does a crazy, happy dance to be let down and crawls away.
This is the first and last time she’ll wear that shirt, now that I see belly poking out. She’s growing like a weed!
ALSO….wish us luck. The box of disposable diapers from the road trip finally ran out and we are back on cloth. We need to shake off the disposable routine and get our poop-spraying, laundry doing, diaper stuffing and folding mojo back. We can do it!