I was never a girly girl as my mother can weepily attest to. I never wore frilly girly things. Or even girl clothes. I stole my brothers jeans and "Krusty the Clown" t-shirts. I have only just started wearing dresses to work, cause I can't find pants long enough.
So today Maggie got dressed up in a dress 3 sizes too big and let me put make up on her and we danced around. Me in my wedding dress. Her in her big girl dress. We almost had Owen in on it too but Maggie wanted to wear the dress he had on. Of course.
I don't think people were too impressed at Costco with the tarted up two year old. Who cares? It's not like I entered her in a beauty pagenat.
Cause there aren't any in Ottawa. I checked.
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| My favorite photo of her EVER. |
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