My life is really busy. I've got two little boys (no, I don't wish I had a girl) and a Gus (puppy), all of whom slobber on me, wrestle with me, accidentally pee on me, and fill my days with endless laughter and joy. Ohh, and dirt. My issue isn't whether this shirt goes with those pants; it's which shirt hides more signs of boy. It's the life of a girl surrounded by truckloads of testosterone seeking a little perspective and the occasional opportunity to pee on my own.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
The Duckie Lives!!!
Ok, so this little number has some history. THE duckie outfit (as it is know among Tofels) was given by my great grandmother to my uncle Steve when he was born (in the early 50s). It was then worn by my mom, and later by my uncle Brett. My grandma Dot gave it to my mom for Peter when he was born. As you might have guessed, it was then worn by me. Mom gave it to me when Jake was born but as it was summer in South Carolina when he fit into it he never wore it. However. Atticus has become the third generation and 6th member of our family to wear this little outfit.
Now that's recycling!
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