Often in the mornings, I can't get her to lift a finger unless I succumb to calling her Princess Barbie.
I can't help but remember that Adam Saddler movie, Big Daddy, where he let's the little boy choose his own name. Julian decides to change his name and only respond to Frankenstein. Throughout most of the movie, especially in public, he is known as Frankenstein.
This is where we are...
Last week our Brown Eyed Girl had her 3 year old doctor visit. The provider enters the room, greets me, turns to our Brown Eyed Girl and says "And how are you today Hailey?"
She scowls, looks him right in the eye and says, "I'm not Hailey; I'm Princess Barbie!"
After I crawled out from under my chair... I just shrugged my shoulders and said, "Ever since her birthday when she saw her birthday cake, she has been Princess Barbie."
Not much else to say.
He grinned, "Well, she's sure imaginative isn't she?!?"
"Yes! Yes she is!"
Ahhhh Princess Barbie.
It was QUITE the cake!
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