Tuesday, September 1, 2009

I may need this

I am obsessing about this fabric.

The poodle jumping through the hoop? nuff said.

The problem is that Bootiful Princess has such different taste than me.

She actively shuns that cool skirt I made out of the fabric with the pear print.

All she ever wants to wear is a threadbare, hand me down denim hotpantish- skort thing from the neighbor.

I long for a pinafore with vintage circus print, and my daughter wants go go boots and purple fur trimmed mini skirts.

She also forbids hair fixing.

We are vastly different, she and I.

My mother recently gave her (WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?) a Norse goddess Mme Alexander doll, and I nearly had a heart attack when she wanted to TAKE IT OUT OF THE BOX!

"Are you crazy? you can't touch that doll!! And don't even THINK about crimping the corner of the box, for GOD SAKES!"

Freyja simply doesn't get the concept of collectibles.

She was happy enough with a Barbie knock off, and you will be happy to know that Ingeborg is safely stashed out of harms way, in my closet!

1 comment:

  1. lol it was the opposite with my mum. She didn't get the collectible doll thing. My dad would get us one from every port he visited (in the navy) Instead of putting them away for us to enjoy when we were old enough she let us play with them like barbies. How I wish we had treated them better. But really! We were children.