Pretty in Pink
Looking at this picture makes me forget it’s Monday and that I stayed up too late watching the Oscars.
See how mischevious they are? Amelia has a piece of chocolate in her hand and about five seconds before I took this picture they were bickering because she was rummaging through Caitlin’s Valentine’s stash. Here they a little over one year ago in Caitlin’s room, in almost exactly the same spot. Don’t get me started on how much older they look. I went to bed Saturday night bleary eyed, red faced, and completely congested after crying through most of Forrest Gump on television so you can only imagine what looking through pictures of the girls and realizing how fast they are growing up does to me. It ain’t pretty.
Yesterday we purchased the girliest pair of soccer shoes on the planet for Caitlin. You’ll notice I said “we.” The hubby went with us to the mall as I can no longer handle the trauma of taking the girls shoe shopping since Amelia is now at that “streak wildly through the store and laugh maniacally” stage. The beloved soccer shoes are white and pink. They seem completely impractical as they will get filthy in the muck and mud (although they are coated in some sort of impenetrable space man sheen protectant so they may surprise us), but then she only has eight spring games and they were just $19.99. Someone in marketing at Adidas has the pre-K girls’ market pegged.
- I did stay up late reading blogs though (sigh)
