Once upon a time, I was a girly girl. The girliest of girls. I wanted my ears pierced so badly I stopped sucking my thumb when I was 5. Sure, I had my Punky Brewster/Little Orphan Annie stage where I pretended to be a tom boy, but at the end of the day I loved make-up and curling irons and dresses and anything that sparkled.
When I found out I was pregnant with a little girl I couldn't wait to start buying pink. Finally I could start shopping for frilly little dresses and tiny mary jane shoes.
And then I gave birth to Mia. Instead of worshipping me and embracing the feminine mystique, she worshipped her older brother and tells everyone who will listen that she wishes she was a boy.
I tried reading Pinkalicious, Birdie's Big Girl Shoes, all kinds of adorable books only to have her request Just Like Daddy and Captain Underpants.
Enter PUZZLED BY PINK by Sarah Frances Hardy.
Not every girl loves pink
Izzie hates pink as much as her sister, Rose, loves it. So when Rose plans an all-pink birthday party with the guests dressed in fairy costumes, Izzie decides to give her own alternative party in the attic, where the guests will be monsters, spiders, ghosts, and the pet cat. But some powerful magic triggers the appearance of yet another guest - an unexpected one. This will be a party nobody forgets!
BUY THIS BOOK. I mean it, buy this book for any upcoming birthday parties you have, Christmas presents, baby gifts. BUY THIS BOOK. The illustrations are adorable, the story is divine and a funny thing happened, as I was reading it to my 4-year-old daughter, my 6-year-old son started inching closer and closer. By the time we got to the last page Jack and Mia were laughing and pointing at the final illustration. BUY THIS BOOK because not every little girl loves pink but most of them love a great book.
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