Time to confess that not only did I want my baby to be a boy due to my adoration of my amazing nephew Harry*, but also because of Fussy and Finslippy. Before I even wanted to have a baby, I'd read about Jackson and Henry and be floored by the cute and the funny and the impossibly articulate.
That's kind of shallow, right? Oh well, he'd be just as awesome as a girl.
Only pinker.
That's kind of shallow, right? Oh well, he'd be just as awesome as a girl.
Only pinker.
(* I now have another amazing nephew (and godson), Matthew, but I don't know him that well yet.)
