Chicky Babe

We’re quickly coming to realize that Aubrey is the embodiment of a girly girl.  She is the “exact representation” (to borrow a phrase from an ancient) of a typical girl.  She gabs incessantly, likes her accessories, always wants to wear her tutu, and is beginning to care about what clothes she wears!  If she’s anywhere near her dresser when I’m picking out her clothes for the day, she’ll root through until she finds something she likes and HAS to wear.  What a diva.  She also has a very favorite pair of jammies (pink with big green frogs) that she would wear every night if possible. 

Her brothers balance her out somewhat though.  She does enjoy playing with their cars and guns.  Which is a good thing because I’m not sure we could handle a total Miss Priss. 

Here are some shots of the lass in her girly glory.

 (She likes her hats, even if they are her brother’s camo ones)

 (Headbands are a favorite…on, off, on, off…looks more like a sweatband here though.)

(And the tutu of course.  She was kicking that ball around the house in the tutu.)

(Now this isn’t a girly girl picture, but can’t you just hear Grandpa saying, “That’s my girl!”?  And yes, she does make the shooting sounds.)

And for good measure, I’ll throw some boys in this post too.

How cute are they?