My daughter has an obsession with princesses and fairy tales these days. She’s only 2 1/2 years old, but is already very independent and demanding, and definitely knows what she wants. Lately (and this is our fault as parents), we thought it’d be great if we introduced her to fairy tales. I bought 2 huge volumes of fairy tales, but she lost interest after I started reading a page or two. She did like looking at pictures of the princesses, though.
So my father had the brilliant idea that we should buy her DVDs- and bought them he did: the whole set of Barbie DVDs- Swan Lake, the Nutcracker, the 12 Dancing Princesses, Rapunzel, the Princess and the Pauper, Pegasus, the Fairytopia series, etc. On top of that, we had earlier bought at least 5 Strawberry Shortcake DVDs. We lost track as we kept buying these because she loved them so. Now, my daughter probably has over a hundred assorted DVDs.
And- she loves these fairytales so much that she wants to be a princess! She has taken to wearing what she calls her princess dresses- EVERYDAY. We’ve had to buy a few to rotate daily otherwise we’d have to keep washing the dresses all the time: they were essentially dresses but product-placement dresses with bright beautiful pictures of Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Belle, Ariel, Princess Jasmine, etc printed on them. How do these people do it? Get sound-minded people like us spend heaps of money on products for our kids?
And today, we were grocery shopping and I was pushing her in the trolley in the toiletries section and she shrieked in delight when she saw an aisle full of shampoo, lotions, etc. And I realized why. “Princess” toiletries: shower gels, to shampoos, to body lotions, talcum powder, etc. E insisted on buying a bottle with shampoo with a picture of Cinderella on the front. I was wary, as I’m careful about what kind of toiletries I let my baby use, so far we’ve stuck with only Baby Sebamed products, or organic baby products. And then, I lightened up. Oh, what the heck. She was grinning in glee when I told her “yes, yes, Mummy will buy you the Cinderella shampoo.”
She was so excited about her new shampoo that she wanted to use it immediately when we got home, and wanted to take a shower. So off we went into the bathroom, and she was singing indistinctly as I sat on the shower stool and shampoo-ed her hair. How cute is that? She usually made a huge fuss about washing her hair, but she was quiet and docile today, quite happy, I might add. She obeyed quietly when I told her I had to wash the shampoo off her hair, and Hubs held her while I ran water over her hair, she was smiling bravely. And when we were done, she exclaimed, “No more Cinderella shampoo!”
“No more, my sweet,” I beamed. “We can wash your hair again tomorrow.”
And just a while ago, when I put her to bed, she touched my face and told me she loved me. And as I kissed her cheeks and snuggled close to her, I breathed in the scent of her freshly-washed hair and thought how lovely she smelt and what a princess she really was.