I had always wanted to have a little girl. The desire was so strong that there is a "no male pets" rule in this house. Remind me to add that to the house rule list-it must be in writing. The result of this desire is a spoiled rotten princess that gets to do what ever she wants. Yes, she has her own couch. Yes she does get more treats then she should. Princess mmmhmmm.
I think God must have known what he was doing (duh girlfriend!) A girl for me would be a disaster-a spoiled princess that could talk. Thanks for being so smart Chief!
Maybe he thought he made a mistake. (although I doubt this completely). What I have experienced recently is the dangling of a carrot in front of me. Quite frankly, I am not interested. My sweet cherubs are bickering, bickering and yes MORE bickering. Jasper and Leo may get a name change. Josephina and Laurie. If I call them this by mistake my subconscious has taken over.
I am ready to purchase pink frilly dresses and patent leather shoes-can't forget the accessories to match. Hair bows, purses, and a little jewelry. I wonder if they make it to fit in a buzz cut? Wigs are ALWAYS an option. I just remembered-I have two! Just enough. They are leftover from Halloween. I make sure Bubble has hair once a year. Jasper could be Peg Bundy with a bleach, and Leo could be Lita Ford. Wait those are not the little princesses I imagined!
At any rate, I am not ready to exchange them for girls just yet. Perhaps maybe we need another spoiled princess to go with my boxer baby?
Josephina and Laurie-change back to Jasper and Leo or Slash and the lead singer of Whitesnake-we would only have to color one wig.
Did I mention the box of wine on my fridge-I think I MIGHT have.
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