The other day I quickly picked out this Hello Kitty dress (Original by Sanrio don’t play okay - I should also add it was a gift) to prettify my vain baby up and then realized the dress was short!!!! No way no how that dress would have passed off as a dress coz her diapers were peeking out!
Is this the right size for her? I thought perhaps this dress were to share the fate as some of her clothes where it has sat in the cupboard for far too long, neglected to the core and by the time I thought about it, it was too late coz Sairah was way past the age of wearing it. It usually would be too snug for her
It says 24 months on the tag. I double, triple checked it just to be sure. 24 months. This baby is 22 months now so please do the maths :) Since she could still fit nicely into the ‘dress’ (the problem was the length, not the width for a change this time, heh) I quickly salvaged it by putting on a nice black leggings for her so that her diap diap (as we like to call it) wouldn’t peek out.
Black leggings – every toddler should have one, I kid you not.
Without the leggings, can you imagine what a sight this would be with her white diaper with a bear printed on the back would look like for the world to see? Heh.
Oops my diaper wasn’t peeking out was it? No?! Okay good, buy me barbie!
I wonder if old man will buy this for me.
See, again her diap diap would have been peeking out if it wasn’t for her leggings
Phew, thank god for leggings ma says. And it also got me realizing how tall my little baby has shot up. Prior to this, we used to hear ‘below average’ in height from our Pead every single freaking visit. It used to worry me till no end coz I would pray so hard hoping she wouldn’t end up short and fat like her dad’s side she wouldn’t end up short. I used to even massage her legs and pull it lightly in bids of making her tall(er), lol.
But look at her now, officially above average in height as confirmed by her pead during her last visit a few months ago, wohoo
So tall until some dresses are now tops, heh
Can I like have some? For the past few weeks she has been requesting to try out our drinks. Usually all we ever hear is GIMME COFFEE and while I am fed up trying to explain to her lil kids do not ever drink coffee, we have resorted to hiding our drinks behind the menu so she wouldn’t have to see or ask for our ‘coffee’
Run run run….favorite past time of hers. Already hyper without coffee!
And this is how vain my child is. I’m starting to think all those time I used to tell her ‘go look at the mirror’ in midst of distracting her while I blow dry my hair has made her love the mirror a lillll too much. Always has to go to the mirror to check herself out after she gets dressed.
Hmm this looks like a dress that mom somehow cleverly converted into a top
But I guess I like it….
Hey pretty baby, how youuuu doing?! Wanna go out for a cuppa coffee?
Oh me, I”m great, har har. Oh I LOVE coffee.
Wonder how many other dresses more I will discover as tops, hmmm.