She's a Little Princess

Little Fish moved into her own bedroom when she was two and a quarter. It had been a very fabulous and elegant teenager's room, so we gave it a rather glorious makeover. Little Fish wanted fish, and she got them. A large wooden octopus with hooks on the tentacles to hang things. A mermaid, assorted whales and fish and sea horses across the walls, which were painted different shades of under the sea blue. Very lovely. The curtains somehow got left. Thick, warm, and blocking out the light, they didn't go (being a dirty orange colour), but they were useful.

A few weeks ago, we finally got around to choosing some new curtains. We hunted for something beautiful in a bluey-green sea theme, but everything was either pirates or sailing boats. Not what she had in mind. Finally, she fell in love with her ideal curtain fabric. Hugging the roll, she refused to look at anything else, considered a couple of alternatives Grannie and I held out to her, rejected the bribery of matching new duvet cover if she chose something else, and hung on fast for her choice.

Pink and purple squares with silver crowns and hearts.

We got home, and Little Fish pulled me towards her. "Mumma, I not want to be a Little Fish any more. I am a Little Princess now, please?"

So, the curtains are made and will be hung as soon as the walls are painted. The walls will be painted as soon as I can remove the octopus and sand down the mermaid residue (they're sticky beasts). We're going from under the sea to Fairy Dust. I guess it had to happen sooner or later.

In the meantime, Little Princess (Little Fish no more) has a Princess pampering party to go to. She's invited to dress up as a princess, and as far as I can make out, the party will be a spa/makeover experience for six year olds. I'm glad I don't have to stay and help!

LP not having been big into girlie outfits, princess dresses have not formed a large part of her wardrobe. Thankfully, we have friends with older girls. And so, last week, Little Princess had two bags of all things princessly to try out and decide on.

I think she had fun.



But all that princess glamour was a little too much to cope with.It's tiring work, being a princess.
Tia