Our library offers themed kits that they put together filled with books, DVD's, stuffed animals, etc. Part of our weekly library story-time ritual is checking out a kit. There is much melting down on the part of a certain 5 year-old if we "forget" to check out a kit.
Sometimes I choose to "forget" because my hands are already too full of car seats and purses and coats and other library bags. Those kits get heavy. I've escaped the library kit-free only a time or two, it takes some serious distractions to work one over on Annie.
(Another reason I "forget" is because I have a major brain malfunction when it comes to returning things to the library ON TIME. These kits are $1/day if they're late. Pre-tty steep if you ask me. I KNOW from first-hand experience.)
Today was the Princess kit. Why this kit comes with a purple feather boa is beyond me, but to Annie, it certainly enhanced the princess-ness that was HERSELF. She was a library princess all day long: shedding boa, broken crown, bent wand. More like a second-hand princess, but adorable nonetheless:).
Sometimes, I get awfully giddy about the girlishness circulating through our home. It's a delightful contrast to these rough and tumble boys.
If only her wand could work a little magic in my laundry room! I'm hoping this embarrassing disclosure pushes me to tackle the issue. Can you tell I've avoided it for, um, about 3 months? I'm pretty good at pretending something isn't there. Denial. Sometimes we all need a little to get through life:).