Desperate for a Hair Ribbon

 

 

Girl.

We’re at the hospital getting the Blueberry’s weekly casts. She’s been called a “cute boy” and a “big strong boy” and a “tough guy” already and now there’s a grandma coming down the hall who’s going to call her a boy, too, I can just tell.

Clearly, I don’t really care, because I dress her like this. But still… Isn’t that a girl’s face, I ask you?

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