Mumma I want to wear a dress
Ok Gugu
Mumma I want to wear the pink dress.
Oh, which one little girl?
Come Mumma, I'll show you.
I am taken-holding my finger to the closet where all the little girl dresses are hanging.
Ok Gugu which one do you want? Do you want this one?
No
This one?
No
This purple one?
No
This orange one?
No
Pink one?
No
Blue?
No.
Then which one? This one?
Yes. I want this one.
We grab that down and wear it with eager anticipation.
Then a twirl test is given to the dress - where the little girl twirls and checks out if the dress twirls to her satisfaction.
Unfortunately this one just failed.
Mumma this one doesn't twirl. I want the other one.
Which one gugu?
The pink one.
This one?
No
This one?
No
This one.
Yes
Ok.
Take the dress down from the hanger and we put it on.
5 minutes and a twirl test later, we are back in the closet.
This time another pink dress chosen.
This one(same as the one worn in the morning). But I recognize there's no arguing at this point.
Ok but we are not changing it any more.
We wear this pink one.
I put a small pink flower in her hair to match a white-n-pink flower in my hair. (There's more than 1 girl in this house ;) )
Finally with the dress chosen, we are ready to head out. I chose silver "princess" shoes for her.
Little Miss Haana is pleased with my selection. But then she looked at us with utter shock and doom (eyes wide, mouth O-shaped) and shouted out loud:
Where is my princess wand?
We both looked at each other.
Then I looked in utter shock and doom and asked Raj- Papa, what about the wand? :) :)
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