Battlefield Victory: Princess Dresses
Earlier this month, I shared the spoils of my budget-crunching victory. As per Grandma’s request, Miss Is in her princess dresses. The Sunday before Christmas, she was precious in pink. I swept up her hair in a loose bun and made tight ringlets out of the ends that stuck out from underneath.
The Sunday after Christmas, she wore red and her attitude was anything but lovely. This was all I got. In her diva defense, I had just spent fifteen minutes curling her hair and to stand ‘like a statue’ when your five is nearly torture. Spending another minute posing for pictures was just that.
“Mmmmoooooooooom!”
“Honey, hold your dress out so we can see how pretty it is.”
Response: grumble, grumble, grrr, grumble.
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December 30, 2008 at 10:59 AM
The dresses are darling on her!!
Isn't it funny how sweet they can be Christmas Eve, and then the true child comes out later :)
To funny, some of those faces she will just love looking at later on in life. Maybe she will see that look on one of her own children's face and then the light bulb will come on and you will get the "I'm sorry Mom, you were so much smarter than me," phone call. I am soooooo looking forward to that call ;)
January 3, 2009 at 8:40 PM
What a beautiful young lady. We have had MANY of those GRRRR...moments.