The Princess Dress

I finished a dress for Ella yesterday. It was a long, blue ticking stripe maxi dress with ruffles. She wanted to wear it even before the straps were sewn on it. She wore it until it was time for bed. Then happily took it off in favor of her night gown.

This morning I sent her to pick out a dress for school. She casually walked into the dining room where her dresses were hanging over the back of a chair. She looked at them, walked around the table, then came back into the living room. I asked her which dress she wanted to wear. She said "well, they are not beautiful enough for a princess." I replied "you want to wear your blue dress again, don't you?" She said "yes."

So I helped her put her blue maxi dress back on. She then wanted princess hair. I put her bangs in a clippy and her hair in a messy bun slightly on the side. She added a green macaroni necklace and pink tennis shoes to complete the outfit. As she ran off to look at herself in the mirror, she asked "do I look like a princess?" The only response I had as I was trying not to laugh was "yes, you do."

I guess a lost the princess battle.
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I Cannot Be Beautiful without Lip Gloss!

So there I was getting ready to walk out the door on my way to work at 6:40 am. Ella was already up, dressed, and hair in a headband (her preferred hair accessory at the moment). We were having a great morning so far. No Grumpy Gus in sight. I said "Goodbye, I love you!" with purse and keys in hand when she asks for lip gloss.

At this point let me back up a little. Ella had a dance recital two weeks ago in which she was allowed to wear mascara, blush, and lip gloss. She thought she looked so beautiful and really she was. She loved everything about makeup. Then last week we both had strep and put makeup on Saturday to feel better. Ella became obsessed with lip gloss and wanted it all day long.

Fast forward to yesterday morning in which I am staring at my daughter my mind already on school when she asks for more lip gloss. I tell her "no, not this morning" and turn to open the door. Ella suddenly sobs with real tears in her eyes... "but I can't be beautiful without lip gloss!"


I stop and tell her that she is beautiful no matter what she looks like. She is still sobbing with tears rolling down her face. "No I am not. Not without lip gloss." At this point I am wondering how in the world I have such a girlie girl who loves pink, dresses, and makeup. All things I could very easily live without. I bend down, give her a hug and kiss, tell her to go wake up her dad, then walk out the door without giving her lip gloss. I think I won the battle, but am still fighting the war.

So yes, Virgina, you can be beautiful without lip gloss!

First

This is the first blog I have ever attempted. I have attempted journaling before, but for whatever reason had no real success. I feel a certain pull to start this blog in the middle of so many other projects for some unknown reason. I do not claim to be the best writer or even a very good one. So if you have major issues while reading or cannot follow my thought pattern, well, I am sorry. Anyway...

I am the mother of a very energetic 4 year old girl. She is also very bright and thinks she is very funny. She embodies many qualities adults look for in other adults (stubborn, opinionated, questions authority, always searching for answers, stands up for herself, etc). Unfortunately, these same qualities in a small child are not so much fun.

I guess that is where this blog comes in. A place to voice my joys and frustrations, funny days and not so funny days. The not so funny days are the ones that drives me so crazy that ...

Sometimes I wish I could change my name.