Today she wants to be a princess.
A real one. As a profession.
Yesterday she wanted to be a doctor. Or a dentist/doctor. If there is such a thing.
This morning she told me she wanted to be a mommy when she grows up.
And she practices being a teacher when she plays with her friends, grouping everyone into student groups and telling them how to spell her name.
And when she’s all done playing grown-up, after the coming-in-from-outside arguments, after the please-cut-the-crusts-off-Mama requests, and after the I-want-to-butter-my-own-toast pleas, she doesn’t want to be a princess anymore.
Or a dentist, or a doctor, or even a mommy or a teacher. Her independent streak (that I swear she gets from her father) is gone, lost in a puddle on the floor next to the spot of her last tantrum, and she just wants to be held.
She’s all done playing grown-up and she wants to be my baby again. Even if only for a few minutes.
What a cute picture! She looks like a princess!
the sweet little three year old I babysit each week tells everyone that she is a princess and yet she wants to be a princess when she grows up
and her and her family are non believers and I tell her that she is God’s little princess…and sneak in the Gigi movies that she loves so much
such a sweet sweet age
i would say if she gets to cuddle with her mama while she’s crying, then she has the princess thing all wrapped up in a nice bow
I wanted to be a Mother too when I was a kid.
http://www.demarablog.com/2009/05/24/a-little-girl/
and well so far all that I am is a wife! don’t know if I’ll ever be a Mother. oh well…she is cute! nice pic.
oh sweet naomi!