I used to be hesitant to say that Madeline is super-girly because I didn't want to pigeonhole her in case her interests changed and she became the neighborhood tomboy who ran around with a dirt-smudged face and a ripped baseball cap.
But I was just thinking about that way too much because, honestly, who can pigeonhole a 2-year-old if her interests change when she's 3 or 8?
The truth is that right now she is obsessed with anything pink and glittery.
She loves jewelry and painted nails with the passion of 1000 burning suns.
She will wear satin, black velvet and my four-inch heels even if no one else in the world will see her except me and Mickey the Fish.
She needs make-up (aka my lip gloss) to be applied 4,592 times a day.
If her interests change in a matter of months or years and all this girliness is left in the tomboy dust, I'm perfectly fine with that.
Because I'll have photographic evidence that the glam stage did exist at one time and that she and I both loved it.
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Oh my goodness! That is too funny! I have no concept of the girly glam experience. Olivia couldn't be farther from it, and I don't think that is going to change since she now has two brothers :). Great pic!
Oh that is just precious. Seriously. I have the opposite on my hands. A little girl that runs around playing in the dirt. Shooting baskets (or trying) with her big brothers. One that always chooses blue over pink.
She does like lip gloss, though...
I love her just the way she is. God, I love her.
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