Pink Mornings and Dressember Continues

Princess in the morning is nothing but pink.

I hear soft whispers and tiptoe to her room.  Opening the door, I see pink walls and sunshine beaming through the shuttered windows.

Then, it’s her.

Pink fuzzy jammies, pink cheeks, warm and soft when my lips first touch her skin.

If pink had a smell, it would be soft and warm and peachy. It would be her.

My everyday pink gift; my beautiful daughter.

Dressember continues.

December 4th

Princess in her $1.00 tutu/leotard from Goodwill.

December 5th

Myself?  I’m wearing an Oscar De La Renta $4.00 dress from Salvation Army. Vintage beads were thrifted as well.

I’m not sure what makes me feel more feminine; wearing a dress or having the counselor photograph me. 

His reward?  Fresh blueberry cobbler and cheesecake for breakfast.