of sound mind of our inner madman

around here, we are always marching to the beat of our own drummer. can't hardly carry on a conversation because the kids are going in different directions, interrupting conversations or talking/singing/screaming above normal levels. oh my ears. oh my brain. sometimes i feel like i'm constantly standing up after doing a couple rotations on the dizzy bat race trying to get my bearings and direction. (especially in public.) or constantly saying to myself, "which way did they go? which way did they go?" is that an original scooby saying? i can't even remember where that phrase came from right now! good thing is, don't really care either.

but, one thing is for sure. i love the kids' different personalities and humor in their own uniqueness. take for instance davis. my only child with a head of hair capable of playing with. and he'll let me do so without complaining. often laughing at his own silly hairdos. and allison. she is always so proud of her independence and initiative. i ask her to put on her clothes, she wants to do it herself! go potty? she says, "give me privacy!" always the jibber-jabber self-entertainer. for instance you will see.....after putting one of her, previously mentioned, princess dresses, i asked her to go put on her socks and shoes for church.

and this is what came back........................

one of davis' blue socks and one of davis' old white socks. BUT! she was so proud that she did it all by herself. did i let her go to church like that? you bet! there's plenty of time later to teach her what fashions are appropriate for church and what aren't. i couldn't deflate that lovely spirit!

rasta' davis............

- it takes courage to grow up and become someone you really are - e.e.cummings

1 little, 2 little, 3 little princesses

4 little, 5 little, 6 little princesses

7 little, 8 little, 9 little princesses

10 little princess girls!

cinderella, tinkerbell, thumbelina, aurora, belle and angelina ballerina were all present for the grand ball. liza was turning 3! and the big event called for a princess party.

a party it was! however being a true little diva, liza demanded that no mommies (aka paparazzi) were permitted to take pictures. especially of her. so many of us cameraholders tried to sneak in pics here and there, but she was as sharp as an owl. many times either getting in front of her friends with hands out to block the shot. eventually we broke her down and were able to get shots of all the princesses for a group photo.

allison the ballerina princess was on her best behavior practicing her social graces and most polite southern manners.

i see the future flash before my eyes. allison was so excited about the ring favors and too excited about the white tulle draping from the tent. slow down little one. your day will come. allison loves, now i mean LOVES!, her princess dresses. and who knew there would be different classes of princess dresses:

first you have your mommy's princess dress. the one you only see in pictures, have heard about it in the box and been told it's yours one day if you really want it. oh, i can't wait to find that box!

then there is the little white monogrammed eyelet dress. this one fits you, but you can only wear it to church or special occasions. so of course you want to wear it every sunday and wednesday or any day there is mention of going to church.

next is the pretend princess dress. that is the nappy white, favorite blanket that you pretend to wrap around you before bedtime, after bathtime, first thing in the morning, anytime of day. it's the softest most comfiest dress of all.

then all the pink, polka dot and flower dresses apply. the fluffier and longer the more deserving of princess attire. it's all about the twirl factor. twirl on allison. do your thing.