You know how kids can sometimes really play in to their gender role? Boys will be boys. And, girls will be girls. This can be so true. (Not always as evidenced by our dear Tessa having a spiderman birthday last year and being spiderman for Halloween.) Most recently it has been very true. Tessa has been living up to the sweet and sometimes whiny and demanding young lady that one might expect out of a toddler girl. She has been in to lugging my knock off (please don't tell her!) patent-leather Coach purse around because her bedazzled kiddy purse just will not do. She has already appreciated the difference between mommy's real plastic credit cards and her pretend plastic credit cards. Unfortunately this has also caused me be that woman at the grocery store with a belt full of groceries and no money to pay for them! She will play with her toy cash register, but of course it has to have real money in it. And, when she goes to sit down in front of a computer to do some online shopping well it certainly has to be in front of the real HP laptop and not her plastic kid computer. Geesh, Mom, this only has the ABCs and doesn't even have a link to GAP! Her plastic jewelry isn't good enough either. She must have real white or yellow gold and she prefers it to have a little sparkling gem along with it. One thing she will settle for though is an inanimate audience that she can order around or cuddle depending on her mood. Her babies and stuffed animals usually are sufficient. But it seems this holiday season the wooden snowmen are her pupils of choice. Poor wooden snowmen. If they only knew when they were bad or not listening that they gets socks put over their heads to cover their eyes! Yikes. She's tough.
This is a terrible picture but it captures Miss T holding a lecture with her snowmen. She was showing them a picture of her brother. Not sure if she was telling them to avoid him or what? Wearing my glasses makes her look especially academic. But lucky for the snowmen, no one was 'in trouble' as the purple cover-your-eyes-for-discipline-socks are no where to be found!
You know how kids can sometimes really play in to their gender role? Boys will be boys. And, girls will be girls. This can be so true. (Not always as evidenced by our dear Tessa having a spiderman birthday last year and being spiderman for Halloween.) Most recently it has been very true. Tessa has been living up to the sweet and sometimes whiny and demanding young lady that one might expect out of a toddler girl. She has been in to lugging my knock off (please don't tell her!) patent-leather Coach purse around because her bedazzled kiddy purse just will not do. She has already appreciated the difference between mommy's real plastic credit cards and her pretend plastic credit cards. Unfortunately this has also caused me be that woman at the grocery store with a belt full of groceries and no money to pay for them! She will play with her toy cash register, but of course it has to have real money in it. And, when she goes to sit down in front of a computer to do some online shopping well it certainly has to be in front of the real HP laptop and not her plastic kid computer. Geesh, Mom, this only has the ABCs and doesn't even have a link to GAP! Her plastic jewelry isn't good enough either. She must have real white or yellow gold and she prefers it to have a little sparkling gem along with it. One thing she will settle for though is an inanimate audience that she can order around or cuddle depending on her mood. Her babies and stuffed animals usually are sufficient. But it seems this holiday season the wooden snowmen are her pupils of choice. Poor wooden snowmen. If they only knew when they were bad or not listening that they gets socks put over their heads to cover their eyes! Yikes. She's tough.
This is a terrible picture but it captures Miss T holding a lecture with her snowmen. She was showing them a picture of her brother. Not sure if she was telling them to avoid him or what? Wearing my glasses makes her look especially academic. But lucky for the snowmen, no one was 'in trouble' as the purple cover-your-eyes-for-discipline-socks are no where to be found!
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