Tights and Laundry

I admit it. I really wanted a little girl. If and when more children come I am happy with whatever God wants to give us. But I was anxious to be sure the Willingham genes could actually produce a girl after Carol's 4 boys. I love Connor to pieces and would of course have loved a boy equally so. But one of the perks of girls is that they just have the cutest clothes. My newest little girl obsession is tights. I love pink tights, multicolored tights, any tights at all. What a fun and frivolous accessory! They don't have to match exactly, but they add the perfect POP to an outfit. Especially in the boring cold weather.

I took these photos as I was doing the piles of laundry one day. There is something rewarding about folding and putting away clean laundry. Before moving here we always did our laundry separately. Kirk did his and me, mine. Here it is all mixed in together. I must say though, matching men's black dress socks is quite a challenge. You can see from the photo below that I am usually a champ at the clothes, but matching socks in my downfall! I let them pile up til we get desperate.