When I was younger, I always said that when I was old enough to have children, I only wanted boys. I grew up with three brothers and was a huge daddy's girl. I played softball, wore my brother's old clothes, and would walk in the creek without any shoes on and catch snakes to take home as pets. When I was a freshman in high school, I wore baggy t-shirts and boys tennis shoes. I couldn't stand the color Pink and didn't like the way girls were so dramatic and catty. Things changed for me when I met a boy. He sat behind me in Biology class and would always hand me notes on little pieces of paper. At a Friday night school dance after a basketball game, he asked me to dance with him. I still remember to this day what I was wearing: a plaid flannel shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. Boys tennis shoes. This boy told me that I would be so much cuter if I dressed like a girl. That comment totally changed my life.
But, I still only wanted baby boys. I didn't know what to do with girly girls, since I wasn't one. On October 27, 2007, I gave birth to my little Princess, G. Her room was Pink and Brown polka dots. Her clothes were Pink and fluffy. Now she is three years old, loves Disney Princesses, playing dress up, and pretending to put makeup on. Her room is still Pink. Lately she only wants to wear dresses. I actually had to buy her some dresses that she could play in from a second-hand store.
I wanted to make G a cute little sun hat that looked like something Audrey Hepburn would have worn as a child. G wants to be a movie star, so it would be perfect for her. I grabbed my yarn and just started crocheting, and this is what I came up with:
G put the hat on and ran into her bedroom, and started dancing in front of her mirror. I think she liked it!
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