Our Girl Pia always knew exactly WHO she was (even if she didn't know how to fit that wretchedly long last name on a piece of paper)
Even at the age of 3, Rotchie rocked the leather boots! All she needed was her very own stripper pole...
"Ping! Your Wish Is Granted!"
Looks like she got her stripper pole eventually...
Peeps was never content to accessorize like the other girls; if the perfect match for her one piece red zip-front suit was a pair of lime green baby socks, so be it -- too bad if they had to go on her hands. One must suffer for fashion
Always smiling! Pia visits with the big guy (and asks him about the possibility of returning her little sister for something more fun like a book or Barbie outfits...) However, she was a good sport when Santa revealed that not only did she have to keep the sibling she had, but two more of the little attention-grabbers were in the works.
Happy day to the ultimate first child and big sister! We Love You!
5 comments:
Thanks mom! Clearly, Tate's fashion sense runs in the family. I guess I'll let you off the hook of telling me my birthday story this year...if you're lucky. :)
what makes you think I still remember? Find your baby book is my advice. I am sure I was keeping one then since you ARE #1 child.
oh peeps - you are lucky - since you are the 1st one your baby book probably isn't full of lies . . .
yeah good call, it's probably the only book with pictures of you in it (versus mine, which i'm fairly certain is 25% baby pics of Cara)...
Yeah Rotch! Lavs, you brought tears to my eyes. Fab post!!!
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