Firsts

First day of First Grade...

We curled her hair and she was hoping that a girl named Gabby would like it. Imagine my surprise when, as we were waiting in the hallway for the bell, a girl with naturally curly hair came right over and said, "Mila, I like your curly hair!" It was in fact, Gabby, and I silently thanked the superficiality gods for granting my shortest-shyest-girl-in-the-class her first day wish! Bring on the self-esteem!

Oh yes, and speaking of curls, sugar, spice, and everything nice, in case you haven't heard, we will be welcoming two more girls into our family. Can you believe it? Poor Ethan. I brought up some of Mila's baby clothes the other day and as Mila and I were oohing and aahing at the little dresses, Ethan asked, "Where are the boy clothes?" I said, "Uh, in the basement--we don't need them because we're having girls, remember?" Wrong answer. He spent the next hour screaming and pleading, "Please make them be boys! I need boys, not girls!" I finally had to say, "Well, maybe the dr. was wrong..." just to get him to stop. My 300% boy is in for the shock of his life! Although he has been carrying around two "babies" (a teddy bear and a dog) and making me be quiet all day so they can nap, so there is some hope...