barbie and superman

i am the sole blonde-haired, blue-eyed one in my entire family. everyone else? olive skin, brown hair, hazel eyes. i just know i am the milkmans baby.

and i would fall in love with a brown-haired, brown-eyed boy! by the way, these aren't just any brown eyes... they're melty and sparkly and full of good things. i love those eyes. his dad and sister and grandpa has the same eyes, so i'm guessing that although my recessive genes will put up a fight, eventually they'll get beat down.

anyway, so now we are a blonde/blue girl and a brown/brown boy. when Husby and i were looking for our first apartment, we met a landlord who called us ken and barbie. i LOVED it! however, the ficticious character Husby relates more to than ken, is superman. he even has a couple superman shirts. he is kind of like superman. strong, strikingly handsome, kind to all, a quick clothes changer... he's my superman :)

because of the solo blonde thing, my dad's always given me a barbie ornament for Christmas. one year i gave Husby a superman ornament. this is a picture of those two ornaments hanging on our tree:
can you see that they are both in the same flying position?! it cracks me up! heehee! happy wednesday!
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