I'm going to be the mother of another daughter.

no surprise there.

i've told everyone, "this one's a girl, too" with such confidence that i was beginning to doubt myself. i looked longingly at little man clothes and planned out things to sew for a Basil (bow ties, onesies with suspenders, "dress" pants out of soft flannel). He would be quite dapper, my son. but, it's another girl.

a sweet baby sister for Flannery. i think little sister will have to have a dose more humility than Flannery does. man, she's bossy.

so, i've been painting sweet little matryoshka dolls for my sweet little girl.

i picture us with a gaggle of daughters, and a library out back that M spends all his time in with his butterflies and Russian literature and i'll be on the couch because the girls have wrecked my nerves.

(too much P&P, perhaps?)