First things first, is this a shirt or a dress?
Why is this frock so strange...it then dawned on me...something a little familiar...ah yes, it's a maternity shirt! Why the new fashion for high school girl's is to wear maternity shirts is beyond me, but nevertheless, there is no other explanation for the baggy saggy midsection.
And then there is the random clingy mini skirt strip at the bottom, which is just an annoying attempt at sexy...of course, when you pose like that you look sexy no matter what, right? My sister says some girls wear these without leggings underneath. Yuck, ew, make me gag! Are you kidding me? Please be kidding... has it really been that long since I was in high school? I graduated 6 1/2 years ago, but now it feels like 20!But I am not one to rant without proof, and here it is folks! After feeling slightly like a pumpkin in this lovely frock, I decided to see how many pillows I could stuff up it... it took 3, the cute rigid kind you decorate your couch with (yeah, don't tell my mom I defiled her nice sofa pillows!)
Okay, can you tell I've been away from Dave too long (please come home soon or the fashion police is sure to lock me away! I mean it doesn't get much closer to a tellatubby!)? This is what happens when I don't have my other half, the sane half...or is it possibly just because me and Lucy with my two sisters still living at home, plus a third sister home for the holidays, without my brother who is desperately stranded in Hawaii (always complaining about his eternal surfing fate as you can imagine!)and then minus Dave in Korea, equals six girls living in one house with my way too outnumbered father?!! Yeah sounds like way too much fun, huh?
A short story that must be included: During the taking of this picture the neighbor and his son came out. I looked over and said "Hi." They laughed and greeted me. They have 2 sons, so to make fun of my ridiculous getup I asked "aren't you glad you don't have a house full of girls?" Anyway, I was a little embarrassed to be caught in this outfit, especially in this pose! We hurried to the backyard for the rest of the photoshoot (don't know why I didn't think of that in the first place).
Dressing like a tellatubby does, however, make a good shelf for carrying a wee one!!
Okay I made it look a lot worse than it really is. I was just in a silly mood and must give my many apologies to my sister for my attack on her wardrobe.Well, I couldn't leave Lucy out. She wanted to try it on pretty badly. So first we put on her orange leggings. We realized that Lucy looked so good she was practically the inspiration behind Dr. Seuss's magical thneads! (Ever wondered what a thnead really is? I'm pretty sure this is as close as it gets.)
I think orange is her color. 
Next, the frock...
Showing a little leg...
And then, oh the drama.... ( This one speaks Shakespeare's Antony and Cleopatra to me:"Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me." - William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra, 5.2 )
Like mother like daughter, I guess. More than ever this week Lucy's theatrical genius seems to be saturating her personality! (This picture was a toss up between the woes of Hamlet and Oedipus, the part where he realizes he married his Mom. We'll go with Hamlet: "Speak no more;Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul"- William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 3.4 It's either that or some serious opera gone wrong!lol!)
Lucy says: Did you like my performance? I sure thought it was funny!
And then she was stuffed.
Well, we couldn't dress her up without going the entire mile! And does she not look like she knows how cute she is(?), even if she can't walk with three pillows stuffed up her shirt!
I sure love this bundle of joy and guess I should mention, since it is T-day evening (my tummy is agreeing with happy pie gurglings), I couldn't be more thankful to be loaned this little girl to raise. Although many a moment throughout the day I forget it, I remember right now, so I will shout it (as much as you can shout on a website) I am thankful to be a mom! I am thankful to have a Lucy, spaghetti face kisses and all! She is my joy and has made my life one-hundred times more fulfilling than I ever thought possible. I will keep this short and won't even start with how thankful I am for her father (just the smallest things like his calming and optimistic presence that I so often took for granted, I am especially thankful for these days...mmmm...Dave...okay, short...I promised).
LOVE-it's the only word to describe it!
