That’s my girl

Neil, Anne, and I were out on the weekend, and we were pushing Anne around in the buggy at the Swindon Designer Outlet because she’d fallen asleep, and all parents know what I mean when I say we’ll walk around aimlessly for an hour if that’s what it takes for the baby to have a good nap. So we get to Gap, which is having a sale. As I can’t help myself, we go in. Anne woke up as I was looking at some 6-12 month stuff, and Neil was carrying her around. I held up two possible candidates: a denim dungaree dress and a pair of jeans, and asked her, “Which one do you like?” She immediately reached for the jeans. *proud*

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