Today we went to Festival Leisure Park in Basildon, Essex. There was Angelina Ballerina, face-painting activities for children. She wanted to be a butterfly.
So her face was painted as a pink butterfly with sparkles... of course.. some things that Nicole loves the most are the colour pink and anything that glitters. Well, at the moment, the glitters are limited to shiny paper, beads, sequins and sparkly things. No jewellery or expensive items (yet...)
Anyway, on the way home.. satisfied with her butterfly face and a floaty balloon of Angelina Ballerina, she sat back on her car seat and suddenly said,.. "Mummy,.. I am soooo attractive"
Slightly taken aback, I answered, "Yes, darling, I think so too... I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world" (which of course, she is by the way..)
Then she had the sun in her eyes and protested, "Mummy.. the sun's in my eyes!..."
"Just close your eyes, now"
"Can I open my eyes now?"
"Yes, you can"
"Where's the sun, mummy?"
"It's behind those trees, baby"
"So the trees are protecting us?"
"Yes, sweetheart, they are...."
Was that a conversation between a forty-something and a three-year old?.. well, it was.
So her face was painted as a pink butterfly with sparkles... of course.. some things that Nicole loves the most are the colour pink and anything that glitters. Well, at the moment, the glitters are limited to shiny paper, beads, sequins and sparkly things. No jewellery or expensive items (yet...)
Anyway, on the way home.. satisfied with her butterfly face and a floaty balloon of Angelina Ballerina, she sat back on her car seat and suddenly said,.. "Mummy,.. I am soooo attractive"
Slightly taken aback, I answered, "Yes, darling, I think so too... I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world" (which of course, she is by the way..)
Then she had the sun in her eyes and protested, "Mummy.. the sun's in my eyes!..."
"Just close your eyes, now"
"Can I open my eyes now?"
"Yes, you can"
"Where's the sun, mummy?"
"It's behind those trees, baby"
"So the trees are protecting us?"
"Yes, sweetheart, they are...."
Was that a conversation between a forty-something and a three-year old?.. well, it was.