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For the past few months, everybody was convinced that we were going to have a boy because my belly is pretty low. I mean, how can I argue with a cashier at the grocery store or a bus driver?!? As a consequence, after 8 months of "it's a boy", we were also getting ready for a little dude.
When we found out that our kiddo was a girl, Dan looked a bit puzzled. He told me, on our way home: "but, I don't know what to do with a baby girl". I love Dan like there is no tomorrow but between you and me he would not know what to do with a boy either. Anyway!
For the first time this week, he spontaneously got a little "not necessary item" for Alice (and I have NOTHING to do with it). I honestly think that Dan and the raccoon will have a whole lot of fun with our baby girl.
note: sorry if my striped top gives you a seizure!
1 comment:
Are those maternity jeans? Mind if I ask who makes them?
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