Well, we couldn't manage to talk her into wearing the halo or the wings. Still, most
people could tell what she was supposed to be--perhaps it's her angelic face. :)
Her favorite part of the outfit was the shoes, which were half a size too small. Actually, the only way I could get her to even keep the dress on was to promise she could wear the shoes. I swear, the kid is Emelda Marcos (sp?) all over again. When we went to my parents' place, she walked in pointing to her feet so no one would miss them!
Thursday, November 01, 2007
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Alison,
I just discovered you in the blogosphere and felt an instant connection when I saw your little angel; my youngest daughter was an angel this year too. I've enjoyed your father's books, and look forward to exploring yours now, as well. Writing mamas, way to go!
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