All of this foofy goofy dress, with the matching bow, creating a precious daughter/granddaughter/niece/sister, being the #1 in-law for the first 24 hours after you give birth to the only granddaughter to the grandmother who has FIVE GRANDSONS until you say or do something wrong, the comfort of knowing that you have a daughter to care for you in your old age because your son will forget you exist after he is married and will be holding his wives hand while she cares for her own mother and lets his sisters handle it....IT DOESN'T MATTER....because these baby girls....you can't give them medicaid and send them to a nursing care facility for someone to feed them and change their diaper...oh no, they are all yours, all the time...and you earn every single solitary ounce of care they provide for you in your old age...plus about 100 more years worth.

Here's to da'Suser...officially one of the highest maintenance children of the century, who might be walking by Christmas.
It is a good thing she's cute.
xo --- B.M.
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