I have developed an affinity for red wine. I am not quite sure why it has taken this long. I have been a lover of white wine since legal drinking age. However, I experience something different when my lips brush up against the smooth and luscious note of this red libation. I get a more mature and settled feeling. All in the world is clear and concise. I even hold my glass with a sophisticated elegance. It loving coaxes me to cross my legs, lean back, and breathe deeply. I am relaxed. I am still. This is just what I need. I still love my white wine but I am falling for ruby kisses.
The other day, Desi, my husband and myself were at my cousin's house visiting her and her two beautiful baby girls. Of course, all of the toys there were girly toys. Okay, so you get where I'm going with this right? The grown ups were talking in the kitchen when, all of a sudden, Desi runs in holding a Dora doll and a barbie doll. My poor husband was visibly horrified by the scene. I gave him that reassuring look and when Desi left, I said, "honey, it's okay. He doesn't know any different." Chris shook his head and disapprovingly said, "No, honey, those are dolls. He's playing with dolls." My cousin and I just laughed. At Desi's age, a little boy playing with "girlie" toys is not really an issue. They are attracted to the colors. Also, look at the circumstances, he was in a house full of chicks. At home, he is all into his cars, airplanes and trains. Desi is fine and so are all the other little boys in the world that may be attra...
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