You know what "the door" is....it's that entrance into "Should we have another one?" I hate it...every time I think we've made our decision, that freaking door unlocks and tries to suck me in...
This is what opened it this time....It's my brother's fault for bringing her over just as she's learning to walk...with that precious little waddle babies do before they learn how to balance...dressed in the cutest pink tutu and tights and shoes and bow...I won't even mention the matching pink jacket with a zebra print collar...Uggg!
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I am at "the door" as well.
I shoved right through that door, ladies, and haven't looked back!
For the tutus, alone, Allison. :)
LOL Go on open that door what's one more???? hehe :)
I am at "the door" too. It's so tough!
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