The Tutu

I love this picture.

There are the obvious reasons.

The adorable baby girl, the bow, the tutu.

But there is another reason why I love this picture.

I fell in love with the idea of Ari wearing a tutu for her first birthday, right when she was born.

It may seem silly to want to put a wrinkly newborn in 5 pounds of crinoline but I was insistent.

I talked about it for months.

Every baby store we passed I had to check to see if "the" tutu was there.

I was obsessed.

3 days before her birthday there was no tutu in our household.

I was getting a little panicked.

Court took me to an outlet (not is favorite thing to do) to shop in a baby store (also not on his favorite list) to have the sales clerk (poor patient lady) destroy the backroom, looking for the tutu.

The trip was successful.

Aria wore her tutu.(ironically we did not even have her party until a month later)

And that is why I love this photo so much.

Because I have a husband who loves my quirks enough to search for a tutu with me.

Even when he knows it's silly.