When Dress Up Gets Serious







We’ve hit that time, that moment when the dramatic arts start, and it all began after a little person enjoyed a night out at Madame Zingara – she is now convinced she is a contortionist and will randomly yell “Watch this Mom”, before throwing her hands to the ground and trying to get her foot to go behind her head. We had some serious Red Indian dress up time the other day as well. You know as a parent, you have consistent really awkward moments….it was one of those…I had stand in front her ( in the courtyard of all the apartments around us) and say ‘Preseeeenntttiinngggg Lily!’ I said this in a normal voice first until she shouted LOUDER LOUDER LOUDER…..and then she gave me a dirty look ( thats the one above!), put her hands on her hips and said ‘Mom I said you must shout it!’ – and so I did, because just like when your kids toy phone rings, you better answer it, presenting little plays falls under the same category…I am now a master of ceremonies type thing – wonder if I can add that to my C.V. Having kids always gives you an all round goodness that deserves to be on a C.V. Flip man, just hand me my certification for ringmaster.



This was Maams official ballet school photo and sherbet I cannot describe how excited I was or how absolutely eatable she is. If I had a choice, I would dress her up like Princess Lily Ballerina every single day…those little legs and those toes..and OMG she’s getting so big its scary!



Once again I asked Lily to stand nicely for Mommy to take a photo of her and she threw me an ‘America’s Next top Model’ pose.



Little Miss Independence

The day I took this photo and uploaded it onto my computer, something instinctual told me that I had somehow bred a little Diva – albeit the sweetest little diva I have ever come across ( We are not going all Honey Boo Boo on you) and lately it has occured to me that my sweet little person has an infinitely better social and apparent myriad of boyfriends and now husbands than I can count on my hands- or rather attribute to myself.

Exhibit A:

This is little Miss Independence riding her bicycle this weekend, kids got guts, you should see the way she takes those corners, but the part that near sent me into a fit of hysterics was this:

Miss Lily: Mom, people are going to see a beautiful girl riding on a beautiful bike!

I love you poppet and yes you are absolutely correct, you and your bling bike are ridiculously beautiful.

Exhibit B:

Miss Lily Ballerina Princess Fifa Lalabelle.

Kids got it – hands down when I saw this picture, I knew she was destined for dramatic arts ( Note to self, Drama school) Look at those poise and elegance. She actually went for professional ballet photos for class the other day and there I was thinking this was one of the proper posed ones – nope, apparently she was kitted out full tutu, fairy wings and a tiara and I am getting those photos this week – I can literally not wait to see how they turn out!

Exhibit C:

I asked madam if I could take a photo of her, this was her instant response : Blue Steel.

There is a small tiny part of me that is terrified that this is epically early duck face days, but I am going to go with Blue Steel for now, kids got it!

Exhibit D:

When you got it, you got.

What is there not to love about this Diva Princess???

Did I mention she got ‘married’ last week! We were chatting about school and she mentions that her latest boyfriend Blakey had left for Canada so that day she decided to marry Jordan. It was quite a ceremony I believe, she told me that they had to hold hands and she even sat next to him.

I really hope that he knows what hes in for, this is one little in demand Princess!