Fancy

The other day our little friend Ansleigh hosted a "Fancy Party", and Gigi was finally able to wear the dress she tugs on every time I open her closet door. She loved the entire experience, from the Valentines cards that she made for her Tutu and Vovó, to the touille and peacock feathers the older girls used to decorate hats, and the carefully crafted handmade rose cake Tracy made, that Gigi ate a section out of with her fork while nobody was looking.


I think this girl's got more girly in her at less than 2 years, than I appreciated until I was over 20 years old. Funny how differently we come.