Sandy gasped at the poufy lace anklets and pink Mary Jane shoes and how adorable, the little cutie was nursing a big pink soother!
She smiled as Tara picked Tammy up and set her into the highchair, her pink clad legs dangling in the air as her poufy socks and sissy shoes swung back and forth while the little girl blushed and looked down as Tara clicked the tray into place.
“H-how old is she?” Sandy asked, unable to contain her curiosity.
“Well, it’s complicated,” Tara began to explain it all as Mary took the Sheppard’s pie from the oven to cool and served them each a glass of wine.
Sandy listened enraptured by the sight of a young adult dressed as a prissy baby girl.