Little Pink Princess

At the end of the last blog a month ago I informed you that Sophia's latest request was for a tu-tu. This was, as it turns out, effectively giving notice that she was about to leave her tomboy phase and jump into her girly phase.

We are now truly and deeply enmeshed in anything with pink, glitter, princess and/or ballerina themes, and high heels (yes, high heels. . . for toddlers! WHAT?!). Like Picasso, she has departed (hopefully not forever) her blue period and entered the rose period. I'll admit that I was initially quasi-disappointed but it was always mixed with amusement. How can you not laugh at a 3-year old stomping around the house in (ahem) clear high heels. (Again, WHAT?! As Chris Rock points out, shouldn't our chief concern, as parents, be in guiding them away from occupations involving poles?)

In our invitation to the Sophia's birthday party a week and a half ago, I tried to think less about what I'd like Sophia to get (something educational) and think more about what she would like (with of course, a big disclaimer from me).

The birthday ensemble was a huge confection-style tutu that brought to mind 1950s square dancing fashion (think Hee Haw). As awful/humorous as it was, I have to mention that it came from fashionista-friendly Century 21 in NYC. I should get a little credit for that.

Taking that information, all of our guests played along and arrived with various shades of pink, dress-up, girly girl presents in hand.


Matt & Michael gave Sophia four pairs of high heel shoes for her birthday (see left), and Anthony gave her a pair of high heels and fairy wings (apropo). She also received three tutus, a trunk full of princess dresses (thanks of me, I'll confess), and three tea sets.

So we have no shortage of cuteness at our house.