When it comes to grandchildren, I’m not the fussy sort 🙂 I’m all about the babies that I get to fuss over without having to go through nine months of puking, then labor and childbirth. And yes, after having five of my own, I consider grandbabies my due!
Girls didn’t come along easily when I was having kids. I had to have four boys first, which was fine. Turns out I’m partial to slightly naughty little boys 🙂 So I just sort of figured that when it came to grandchildren, the Y chromosome would continue its predominance for, oh, seven grandsons, give or take.
But not so. Little Miss Kinley Nicole made an appearance New Year’s Day after only three grandsons. We were a bit perplexed. (My eldest son even more so. He’d told his wife that marrying into our family, boys were practically guaranteed. Back to high school biology for him!) But it took a matter of seconds before she had us all wrapped around her little baby finger. And no wonder:
And tomorrow we’re expecting grandchild number five, and grandDAUGHTER number two. So that’s why we’re thinking pink.
It’s hard to quibble with the reality: it’s just more fun to shop for little girls. Although I did recently score points with the boys with the outfits (below) that I brought from Mexico:
It’s pretty hard to pass by a rack of frilly things and not stop to ooh and ah:
How about you? Do you stop to look at baby clothes regardless of whether you have a little one to buy for? Or even worse, see something so cute that you stand in the store and try to think of someone you could buy it for? Am I the only one thinking pink these days?