Having had a girl first, our movie collection is pretty much ruled by your usual little girl choices.
Luckily, we have a really awesome aunt that hooks us up with her copies of the classics. Ones like Sleepy Beauty, The Little Mermaid, Jungle Book, Pinocchio and Snow White. And as much you want to fight it (don’t act like you don’t get really overwhelmed by princess mania), there is no pointing in trying to win this battle. They love what they love. You can try all live long day to make them super cool tiny hipsters that have a wardrobe that is totally on point (go ahead and pretend like you don’t do it), and you know what happens? They go bananas whenever Let It Go or anything ever sung by Taylor Swift comes on the radio, and they will draw blood if you even attempt to get them to change out their outfit that consists of yesterdays dirty pants, a shirt that fit them 2 years ago and has what I can only imagine to be spaghetti stains, and a hat that can loosely be labeled a hat because it’s missing half the yarn it was made with.
They will be what they want to be and do what they want to do. I’ve learned my lesson and I simply let her be.
So we are amidst princess mania. Rora, as Hayden calls her, is sooooo beautiful and we absolutely need a gown JUST like hers. I spent a good 20 minutes last week curling Hayden’s hair to be exactly like Merida’s from Brave, for her to only tell me I forgot to make it really long. And red. Oh, and a lot curlier.
We dance and spin like Ariel, once she gets her legs, and my kitchen rugs keep disappearing and used in the hallway as magic carpets because, duh, she’s Jasmine.
Lately, Snow White has been on repeat. Repeat as in we watch it 3 times in a row before I shut it off because I get stuck whistling like the dwarves all day long! But then I remember Snow White was one of my very favorite movies as a little girl and I used to play outside for hours and reenact the movie all afternoon, just like she does. I giggle to myself when I watch her run and gasp around the living room as the scene plays out where Snow White gets stuck in the scary forest. She remembers all the names of the dwarves and her very favorite is Dokey, as she calls him. It’s innocent and it’s sweet and keeps her imagination in gear all day long.
I guess soon enough she’ll be interested in abstract art, wearing cardigans and extra clunky boots and whatever musician that will inevitably have colored hair and not nearly enough clothing. She should be free, and wild and be able to go to the grocery store in that tattered princess dress and crocs (cringe). And she can dance and spin her little heart out while this happy mama watches.
PS- Anyone that wants to part with Aladdin or Beauty and The Beast, it will surely be put to good use.