She marches to the beat of her own drum.
And she likes what she likes.
I am proud of her for sticking to what she likes, even when all her little girlfriends are playing with princesses, and girlie things.
My girl loves her a princess dress…and no princess would be caught dead without her tiara on. But that’s where it ends. Under that she has on batman underwear, and is wearing a purple batman t-shirt.
And my girl loves her some cars…
So we made some roads out of painter’s tape. And we made us a little town.
And little M put on her gloves. Because, as she informed me, if there was a car crash it could get messy. Totally. My princess is nothing if not sensible.
And we played cars for DAYS. For days.
And it made my little girl happy…the end.