And Then We Were Six.

So.  This happened. 

Six years ago, when I found I was having a little girl, I swore I wouldn't succumb to that pink, frilly, girly-girl nonsense.

Oh, plans.  
The gods laugh.

The Girl's aunt gifted her this little number with actual tulle, so help me, and... well...
then feminists the world over shuddered. 

Happy Birthday, sweet one. 

 

I will slay all the dragons for you.