I'm not sure where the time went. I feel like it couldn't have been five years ago that we brought her home from the hospital in her little going home outfit and mits to cover her little hands.
She was just learning to walk, how to talk, and use the potty. While I was boo hooing on the ride home, I remembered how I've kind of drug my feet when it comes to Boomer. The week of my due date JJ and I had nothing in the house ready. So we went to Target to get baby soap, diapers, receiving blankets, ect. I was standing in the baby aisle and had a full on panic attack. I walked away and JJ came running after me and basically was like 'Umm...where ya goin Babe?' I told him I couldn't buy any of the things because that meant she was really coming. He looked at me for a second. Then my huge belly. Then me again. Very sweetly he took my arm, guided me back to the aisle, and said 'Sweetie. She's coming.'
I waited til the last possible minute to buy her school supplies, and Boomer decided she wanted to go to Target. So we walked past the backpacks probably five times until she finally said, 'Momma, I need a backpack.' So here are a few pictures of my doll on her first day of school.
|Dress:Carter's Shoes:Stride Right|