I never played dress up with my sisters growing up. Ever.
I don't really know why we didn't... but we didn't.
Which makes it all the stranger, that one of the first things
I imagined when I found out we were have a daughter, was playing dress up.
Maybe I was subconsciously re-living my childhood through her,
and all the things I didn't do.
Long story short... we die for princess dressing in our house now.
She has her Daddy's dark brown eyes.
AH! She's so cute!
Disregard the toys and books scattered about... we
were having a play all day, worry about the mess after hours
sort of day.
-Kate
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