So to cut a long story short, K was promptly asked to land here on the day before christmas partially in love for her and partially because the lady who looks after Dan had gone home and i needed a helping hand around *you can see my halo thinning,isnt it??*
I was supposed to pick her up at the local railway station and just few minutes before her train s supposed to arrive, i realised that i had to dress Dan up and get REAL quick. So i put on him anything i could found in my way, and managed to get out after locking the house balancing him on one hand :) on the way to the station, i looked at Dan and cringed at what i had put on him..
A green tee with a checkered napkin,blue socks and a yellow skull cap.. Whew. Guess my dress sense has gone to the dogs.. Thankfully nobody notices this in our small town and i couldn't remove it without clicking a picture. Now when he is 7 and makes a big scene to wear a pink shorts *shudders* with a green tee, i will know whom to blame..... Hmmmmmmmm
My solace being.. Babies are perfect, just the way they are...