We have two guest stars at home today: Rio and another kid who both go to private schools that let out freakishly early for holiday break.
The kids are doing what they do every morning: eating their body weight in Cheerios, playing with the princess dolls in the dollhouse, and reading every book they can lay hands on.
The older girls being here leads to some more complex princess play than I’m used to. The two and three year old princess world is one in which princesses exist to be:
- cute
- dressed up in pretty matching gowns
- clutched in one’s sweaty palms
The four and five year olds bring a new level of sophistication. Their princesses can talk.
Today, Princess Belle paid a visit to the dollhouse, where she lorded it over the other dollies.
“My boobs stick out and yours don’t,” she called in a singsong voice. “You don’t have boobs.”
The other dolls (and the small girls animating them) looked a little chagrined, but bravely went on changing their dresses.
Belle tried again. “I’m a princess,” she crowed. “You’re just a regular person.”
This was too much for Snow White, who shrieked, “ME TOO PRINCESS!” in a voice sounding suspiciously like my own toddlers. Then she leapt out of Serena’s hand and smacked Belle to the ground.
I don’t normally approve of either princesses or violence, but the two together are hard to argue with. If only because I don’t want Snow White coming after me next.
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