There are a lot of things that confuse me about L. Blond hair, blue eyes, super tall, albino white skin. If she didn't look like C would if he were an adorable little girl or make my facial expressions every once in awhile I'd swear I picked up the wrong child.
Her girliness is no different. It is no joke. She loves pink and purple, dresses and HEELS. No seriously, she loves to wear heels. I repel heels. Every once in awhile I forget how different we really are and then BOOM I'm smacked upside the head with a love of heels.
The last few days she's been chatting about getting her nails done. We aren't 100% sure where she got this notion from. In the babysitting room at C's gym he thinks there is a little girl with nail polish. Next thing I know she is asking daily about her dang nails. It's kind of too cute so off I went to the store, because lord knows I don't have any nail polish up in this piece.
Oh that and she wanted blue.
What's a mom to do but make sure her girly girl smiles like she does when she gets a look at her painted nails. As soon as she got her nails done - she asked Dora (on DVD) if she liked her nails. Then she took a long stare at her hands, looked at her Daddy and pronounced - "Daddy. I need rings."
There's my girl.
Now he is trying to get her to say - "If you like it then you better put a ring on it" Awesome. The teachers will just love this tomorrow