There are many pictures of me as a young child posing with my hand on my hips dressed in my dance costumes or wearing these star-shaped glasses I had. There's even one of me standing in front of my older sister and older cousins striking a pose with them copying me in the background. I'm sure I insisted that we all pose together for the picture, because how cute would that be! Oh wait, that was actually during my high school and college years:)
So when we found out we were having a girl, I immediately got super excited about all of the girly clothes and huge bows I got to put on her head...and of course now that she's here, she would hate said bows. I am persistent though, because who can resist the cuteness that only a big bow on a baby girl can bring?
My goal is for her to love them by the time she's old enough to appreciate all things frilly. I figure the more I put them on her, the quicker she'll be desensitized, so be looking forward to many more bow pictures...probably on top of a screaming Charlotte's head. You have to admit a bow on a screaming baby is cuter than no bow at all.