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we went to miss mia’s birthday party this week, which was sweet fun and extra-relaxing since we just had to travel up one flight of stairs (ok, we took the elevator, but you know what i mean) to get there and back. emma has been going through a few weeks of insisting she’s a boy…she’ll correct you if you call her a big girl (“no, i not a girl! i a boy!”), which i’ve come to blame on her over-association and obsessive love of that cheeky little Thomas the Tank Engine. in any case, for somebody who’s so insistent on being a boy, she sure does love fluffy skirts, tiaras, and pink balloons.

["tiaras make you taller"]

[my friend sonia makes beautiful + delicious cakes]

[girly details make me smile. for a self-declared "little boy", she sure does like to swirl and spin.]