This morning as I enjoyed a long bubble bath with my daughter, she rubbed soap onto my back and made bubbles on my big belly. Eventually we climbed out of the tub, painted our nails, and rubbed a half dozen creams and lotions into our bodies as we twirled to Britney Spears and Taylor Swift on Pandora. After half hour or so we moved on to her bedroom where I helped her pick an outfit and allowed her to wear only two tutus over her pants. She grabbed a couple bows and told me to go look in the mirror with her as she put them all on her head.
Our life is going to change a whole lot. We are welcoming a BOY into this house soon. Very soon. Our afternoons are soon going to be split between arguments about mary janes versus pink snow boots and discussions about trucks and balls. We're going to be forced to paint our nails less often in favor of playing dump truck. Baby strollers and purses are going to have to make room for baseball bats and train tracks.
I grew up with three sisters. All the neighbors were girls. I have NO experience with little boys. None. I am going into this completely blind.
...Big changes are coming...