Enabling preschoolers’ unrealistic expectations since 2012.
December 12, 2012

Shortly after Evelyn was born, my cousin came by my parents’ house for quality baby-meeting and toddler-adoring and dinner-eating time and she came bearing gifts for Charlotte.

Namely, she came bearing a blue princess dress with a matching wand and crown that lit up.

All forty-two inches of my daughter were immediately smitten.  A princess dress!  A crown that lights up!  All fancy-like!  And a wand!  To cast magic spells!

It was like my cousin reached into my preschooler’s brain and sifted through all the random nonsense stories I’ve been filling it with and came up with that which she would find most irresistible.  Make-believe get-up, especially in the form of princesses or dragons or flying horses or gnomes or “water astronauts” (which I think is scuba divers? maybe?), is Charlotte’s version of heroin.  She cannot, under any circumstances, turn down the opportunity to be called Princess this or Fairy that or Sheriff theotherthing for a day.  Or a few days.  Or heck, why stop at a few days?  She sees your few days and raises you a month!  TAKE THAT, WIMPY ADULTS!

But I digress.  The point is that the dress, crown, and wand were highly approved of by the little lady of the house and Charlotte’s happiness was complete…except for one TINY little hiccup: the wand didn’t light up properly.  It was a bit moody, lighting up for a few minutes, then stopping, then blinking sporadically, then stopping for a few hours, then lighting up again.  And frankly, Princess Charlotte wasn’t having any of that nonsense.

So, because his daughter has him wrapped around her little finger (as it ought to be), Donald got up early the next morning and spent over an hour working on it while Charlotte bossed him around, ran about like a savage beast (her favorite activity of late), and regaled him with fantastic stories of nonsense.

Finally my husband stopped and looked at Charlotte and said, hey, look, I don’t think this is going to work.  It’s just a dysfunctional wand.

“No,“ said Charlotte, patting him reassuringly on the back.  “You can fix it.“

“No, sweetheart,“ he said.  “I really can’t.“

And with the faith only a three-year-old can have, she looked him in the eye and said, “Yes, Daddy.  Yes you can.“

Evelyn and I woke up an hour later and I’ll be damned if that wand wasn’t fixed when we came out of the bedroom.  According to my husband, there was even soldering involved.

There will be no living with Charlotte after this one…

** Charlotte is three years and four months old.  Evie is four weeks old.

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  1. By on December 12, 2012

    Every little girl goes through the Princess phase and it’s adorable!

    And how awesome that Daddy could fix the wand!

    Of course, Daddies will do what ever is required to make their Princesses happy.

  2. By Karen on December 12, 2012

    I can’t stop grinning after reading this!

  3. By on December 12, 2012

    This is great! I once glued some wood peg back on a toy, and now everything, no matter how irretrievably broken it is, can be fixed by Mommy.  He says, No, mommy, no, just take it to the garage and use the glue on it!

  4. By Lynda M O on December 12, 2012

    Were I you, I’d be thankiing my stars it was he who fixed it and not me.

  5. By Amber on December 13, 2012

    Somehow *I* never went through the Princess phase. But then again, I was never really into most “girl” things! I cut all the hair off of my barbie dolls (omg my mom was so angry).

  6. By on December 13, 2012

    This made me smile. We get that encouragement from our 5 yr old often when we are trying to abandon a fruitless project/repair/request for him.

  7. By Alicia S. on December 14, 2012

    I love this “I am a princess” video.






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