Annika woke up Saturday morning on a mission. A mission to match her brother. I tried to be gentle...cute idea, hmmm. Um. I don't know, Annika.
He's a boy.
He's a baby.
But like a dutiful mom, I helped her peruse his wardrobe. Then Annika began jumping up and down. "He has camouflage, I have camouflage!!!" Then she darted upstairs to don her army gear and white t shirt. I think this photo reflects a boy who is trying very hard not to show his pride, don't you?
And if her Papa has anything to do with it, this is the closest to a G I Jane she'll ever get. Oh, and she did add a pink watch and pink swirly crocs to her get-up.