If the shoe fits, then maybe her prince does await someday. Ok, so Lily is only two years old, but this kid has seen Cinderella so many times now since it was re-released on TV that she loves everything about her including her glass slippers and she even sings herself Cinderella’s song (Clean the laundry, do the dishes..) as she is falling asleep.
So, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised by this past morning’s activities that got her so riled up. We were in the bathroom, she had used the potty and was now getting dressed. I had forgotten to take socks in there with us and still had to help Emma get dressed, because Emma is my true princess in every sense of the word having to wear skirts and tights everyday. So, of course, she can’t get into those damned tights by herself.
Thinking ahead of myself, I turned to Lily and said, “Go get socks in the other room for yourself. Bring them back in here and I will help you with them.”
Off she went and I figured I would have a jump start on getting those darn tights on Emma. Incidentally, I was able to dress Emma in her tights and even her whole outfit, because Lily apparently got lost on the way. When I finished with Emma and found Lily, she had found the tiniest pair of black patent leather baby shoes, as well as these huge (Ten sizes too big for her) pink slipper socks.
The black patent leather shoes were actually Emma’s from her first ever Christmas pictures at JC Penny. She was only 4 months old and I had purchased a pair in a size 1 and they were too big for her. I had to go back to Babies R Us right before the photo shoot and get her a size 0, because she was that tiny and petite. I recently had found them when I went through some stuff, but couldn’t part with them, because they really were Emma’s first pair of shoes. So, call me sentimental, but I had to keep them for memories’ sake.
Back to this morning, Lily is sitting trying to squeeze her huge slipper sock feet into Emma’s old tiny black patent leather shoe. When I try to explain that they are too small for her and that they were Emma’s as a baby, she had a meltdown of epic proportions. You would have thought I was telling her that Cinderella’s glass slipper didn’t fit and the prince wasn’t hers after all. She was screaming bloody murder over these little shoes. If it weren’t so comical, I probably would have screamed, but the sight of her with this shoe hanging off her toe was too much for me and I just laughed so hard I cried.
Here is what I got to see this morning. I dare you not to laugh even a little bit, because it was like watching her try to squeeze her sausage foot into a bun ten sizes too small. And by the way, I guess her prince won’t be coming today or tomorrow either!!!
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