Ralph Lauren from Lauren

At my 10 year reunion this past Saturday I saw my lovely friend Lauren. She recently came back from a trip to America and brought Speckle a present which she ‘just couldn’t resist’ – a Ralph Lauren baby grow! It definitely warrants its own blog post for the sheer cuteness factor. And as an added bonus, it’s bright orange, so Speckle will have something to wear that his Aunt Marlies from Holland will approve of.

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At this rate Speckle might have more shoes than me…

I mentioned a few weeks back that teddies seem to be the gift of choice and that we’ve got a rapidly growing collection. Since then however, there’s a new contender: booties and baby socks! Let me just say right here that Speckle is going to have the best dressed feet in town.

Award for the most ‘out there’ booties however, goes to my cousin Jennie and her family in the UK who sent us these awesome little froggie boots a few weeks back (although every now and then I think maybe they are short-nosed crocodiles instead?). They’re a much bigger size than most of the clothes we’ve been given so far, so they’ll remain on the shelf for a while yet but I take them out and look at them every now and then to make them feel loved.

The brainwashing begins

When I married into the Rip family I quickly learnt that sport is a uniting force in their households. From a young age, my father-in-law, Mervyn, nurtured loyalty to his teams and this is now firmly entrenched in his offspring. (Some might call this brainwashing, we refer to it as family loyalty.)

It goes without saying that they are all fanatical South African sports fans and hardly a Springbok rugby game or Proteas cricket match goes by without lengthy discussion. (The rise of some talented South African golfers in the last few years has resulted in some particularly happy family lunches too.) However, family allegiance runs deeper and there are a number of other teams or institutions behind which the Rips put their weight. We are Stormers fans. Roger Federer is our tennis man. Audi, not BMW, is the way to go.

And so it should have come as no surprise when Grandpa-Rip to-be recently presented us with this Manchester United baby grow. (Although, after last night’s performance by Man U, we might be getting instructions to burn it.) The brainwashing has indeed begun early for the Speckle. But then, he will look oh-so-cute in his little red outfit when I take him for a drive in my little red Audi!