tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463846767192878200.post6564668548273509750..comments2023-03-30T06:32:37.450-05:00Comments on Bamamoma 1: I Votedhighdeekayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11785543277490825442noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463846767192878200.post-84547736144651561592008-02-06T15:56:00.000-06:002008-02-06T15:56:00.000-06:00Both my girls were mistaken for boys most of their...Both my girls were mistaken for boys most of their infant lives, despite lots of pink and purples. It wasn't until their hair began to fill in that those moments ended. Trey never had the boy/girl mix up...I can completely relate on the whole voting experience right down to connect the nice arrows and being the only individual under 65 in the voting room!Alishahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02962258274626254381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463846767192878200.post-48913231776519275322008-02-05T20:28:00.000-06:002008-02-05T20:28:00.000-06:00We had the boy/girl mix-up when Jonathan was a bab...We had the boy/girl mix-up when Jonathan was a baby. He was dressed in "manly man" clothes--little jeans, hiking boots, red flannel shirt, etc. etc., and we had an elderly gentleman comment on what a sweet little girl we had! It must be the elderly gentleman thing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com