…yours truly needed to document it. It’s a strange thing, being a parent . You see, it makes you want to bottle up every single solitary milestone and remember it forever. When I realized that by potty training G, it meant not being able to put her in onesie outfits again, I had to capture it. (So, in all fairness…some of you may not be interested in this post at all. And that’s fine, I’m giving you fair warning; it involves ruffle butts and a pink dress.)
Not only were there some 18 mo. outfits I was really going to miss that she barely even got to wear, but it meant a difference in our routine and no more changing table changes. Not to mention the end of an era of our cloth diapering adventures…we had it down to a science! Thoughts like this swarmed my head: Gabby would get dressed by standing up and putting her feet in her pants with minimal help? Really?? What if she pees all over the place…it’s gonna get in/on her carpet and be a huge pain to clean compared to just throwing the changing pad in the wash like we did up until this point. And lots of other random concerns, but I’ll just jump to the photos because let me just tell you, this girl was ready. Ready to wear pants with underwear like it was nobody’s business (well, I guess it’s still not anyone’s business, lol…). Ready to hold onto me while slowly putting one foot into her pants, and balancing like a champ.
Major thanks to A for capturing this moment of the two of us. I love it for many reasons, not to mention the fact that I’m always behind the camera instead of in the photos! 🙂
Oh, and the photo above with the winter coat and summer dress was courtesy of the wardrobe change that needed to happen in her room. Every 4-6 months we go through Gabriella’s clothes, pack away what she’s outgrown and unpack the new goods. Now that she’s old enough to notice the pile of clothes in the middle of her room being sorted through, the process takes a bit longer as dress-up seems to always ensue. 😉