We are in Budapest, for the whole month of August.
It turns out I did not bring quite enough baby clothes, ones that are warm enough, that is. It turns out it gets pretty cold here. This turned into a shopping opportunity, with a couple of cute red babygros in it for Faustina. Which of course needed to be laundered before she could wear them, and wear them she must because it isn’t all that warm here. I had a bunch of other items to wash and I wondered, briefly, if this first time in the wash for the red babygros will mean that everything else will be stained pink.
And then I realized that many of her things already are pink.
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I thought of my niece when I read this piece earlier. My SIL didn’t want to emphasize anything feminine, but her daughter loves PINK. Her room is pink and supposedly, the palest shade available, but still pink. And much of what she wears is… pink. She loves it.
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