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The joys of buying pink things

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So after a slow start I finally started buying things for Luka yesterday.  I intended buying a single pink duvet case and walked out of the store with an entire trolley of pink things.  

Do not get me wrong, shopping for Liam was great, but the problem with boys is that you are really limited in terms of your choices.  If you want to buy duvet covers, there are probably only about two options, the dark blue with aeroplanes or the light blue with trains, that is it.  No more, no less.  Now with little girls, oh my goodness, you can buy light pink gingham with butterflies, without butterflies, with fairies, without fairies, darker pink with hearts and a mix and match combination of all the above.  There are probably about 100 designs to choose from, only duvet covers.  Do not get me started on the rest of the stuff, word art for the walls, words like angel, light, baby, princess.  I can go on and on and on.  Books, clothes, boxes for bathtime accessories, rugs, and I am not even talking about clothes, I am saving that for next week. 

Liam went along to help me, I know that it is important to keep the firstborn in the loop and involved and he is just as bad as his mommy!  "Let us get this one for Luks mommy, look, it's full of butterflies". 

Poor Gerhard, he has no idea what can of worms he opened when he determined the gender of this baby.  We will probably be bankrupt and living in a shack by April 2011, at least we will have a pink gingham duvet cover with butterflies for Luks, and Liam still has his train duvet with the light blue gingham border from 3 years ago...

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