Little tiny dresses and outfits are hanging in the closet, small sleepers and bibs wait in the drawers. Blankets are washed and put away, and lists are being made of things that are still needed.
I have developed that annoying squeal that women do when they see something adorable. My husband did not know I could make that noise until I held up a little sleeper with a ruffle butt. (Little ruffles sewn on the seat of the outfit, only found on baby girl clothes.) exclaiming “Oooo it’s got a ruffle butt I love these!”
We’ve got a busy few months ahead of us. But I fear for awhile the girlie squel is here to stay.