Having a little boy in the house is much different to having little girls in the house. For years, our home was covered in pink and glitter. There were dance shoes and baby dolls everywhere. Christmas and birthdays were both consumed with American Girl prizes and hair bows.
Then, Layton came along. Things started to change. Blue was the newest color in our home. Bats, balls, and trucks started to creep their way into Christmas and birthdays.
Now every time I walk through the house, I step on a truck or car of some kind. I wouldn't have it any other way.
