Back when I used to could say, "The Girls" when I referred to my children.
Before our little terror boy entered our lives and changed the world as we knew it.
These were the days of sweet, pink, little girl loves.... I cherish those days.
While carrying our fifth child I no longer prayed for the birth of a son, but for a fifth daughter. It was easier that way and I thought it cruel to bring a boy into the family after having 4 girls.
Little did I know, it wouldn't be him that suffered, but his 4 older sisters!! He can take care of himself, that's for sure. He threw us all for a loop, but it's been an amazing ride!
So...for Friday Photo Flashback, I remember the days of bows, lace and princess parties.
Without the disturbance of a little brother bombing us with army men and sweet grins. ;)