I was perusing Target the other day and happened to wander down the toddler aisle. In all fairness, I was with the MIL and SIL looking for a one-year-old's birthday gift, and don't usually do that for funsies. The first part of that was a truth, but the thing about not doing it for funsies may or may not be a complete lie. Sometimes I can't help myself.
The point is, I came across something that Chris and I needed.
Yes. Yes, that is a new born onesie with guitars and lightning bolts. And yes, I bought it.
Sadly, I am not pregnant, but I do have intentions of one day being a mommy. I see no wrong in starting a wardrobe early.
Worried how Chris would feel about this purchase, I contacted him with caution:
Me: So, I'm about to buy something, but don't get weirded out.
Chris: what is it.
Me: after sending the above referenced photo: sorry, I had to.
Chris: just for the hell of it?
Me: Our future babe will wear it.
Chris: I love it.
Me: can we have one?
Did you hear that? That was the sound of my mom hitting the floor, fainting from the thought.
What, you can't handle a fourth grandchild?
It's okay, she'll get over it. Thank goodness she doesn't read this, right?
Being 'round babes, onesies, and pregnant women just gives me a fever. I sweat it out eventually, but it comes right back.
Just don't expect me to be expecting any time soon. I don't know how my current dependents would feel about that.
- Posted from my awesome iPhone
1 comment:
oh , my. I really loved this , E. You're so cute.
I'm impressed of your expectations about having a baby , but that's awesome! you'll be a good mommy if you have one , and i know Chris will be a good daddy , haha.
Sorry for the weird english i have , i live in south america and i speak spanish.
Well... i loved this post <3 , you're awesome , Emaline <3
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