When I was in college, I was a nanny for a little girl. She was so cute and every day I came over she was dressed in pink. For some reason, this drove me nuts. I have never been a big fan of pink. Seriously, my brothers may have more pink items of clothing than I do! I never wanted pink things for my room or pretty pink bows or any of that. I guess that is what comes of spending your childhood building forts and mud pies with your little brother. Anyway, I felt so badly for this little girl always being dressed in pink that I would change her into one of her very few non-pink outfits after I fed her lunch each day. It was my own little battle against the pink.
Before Lydia Jane was born, I was again thinking about this terrible pink! I just knew it was going to be everywhere and I would hate it! Imagine my surprise now that she is here and I LOVE pink! I have ordered pink clothes for myself, added more pink to her nursery, bought her more pink clothes. Pink, pink, pink! As I type this I am wearing a pink sweater drinking water out of a cup with a pink straw! What has happened to me?! I may have won some battles all those years ago, but I think pink has beaten me in the war...
Hooray for pink!
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