Esther is in love with all that is pink and princess and fancy. For example, numerous times a day you can hear her in the bathroom with the water on. If you thought she was washing her hands, you would think she were a little O.C.D. However, she is in there making herself "pretty." She is wetting her hair back and combing it out with her fingers. When she comes out, hair dripping wet and totally slicked back, she is quick to tell you how pretty she looks. Jason usually points out that she looks more like a greasy Sicilian from a mobster flick.
Another example of her princess perspective happened the other night. Here is a bit of the conversation I had with Esther while getting ready for a date with Jason:
(pointing to my dress laid out on the bed)
Esther: Mommy I like your princess dress.
Me: Thank you.
(putting it on herself and spinning around)
Esther: Now I am a pretty princess.
Me: Yes you are.
(after I put on the dress)
Esther: Now you are a princess mommy.
Me: Why thank you. I am going on a date with daddy.
Esther: And he will be the prince?
Me: Yes, I suppose he will be.
She is definitely cute enough to be a princess, but Jason being the prince might be pushing it a bit far! :)
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