Our church had a fall festival last week, including a trunk or treat. Unfortunately I didn't get many pictures of everyone because I was carrying Liza around the whole time. What I did manage to get was when I was sitting down. And it was the best! But I have to tell this story from the beginning, on the way to the church that night my super pink and frilly ballerina in the back seat would not stop talking about one thing. Her friend Sophia.
"Mommy, isn't Sophia pretty!"
"I love Sophia SO much!"
"Sophia is my BEST friend."
"Sophia is going to be a ballerina just like me, and we are both going to have tutu's, and we are both going to wear PINK!"
I started to get worried, imagining Sophia showing up in a cute black little witches out fit.
So I tried to convince a three year old to be prepared for disappointment in case Sophia did not dress like a matching bottle of pepto-bismol. Has anyone else ever tried to CONVINCE a three year old of something that is the opposite of what they have set their mind too?
I assure you it does not work.
I was informed in a very adult tone that I was incorrect and that Sophia knew how to be a princess/ballerina/fairy, no matter what I thought of her abilities.
We get to into the gym where the tables are set for dinner, and before my brain could register what was happening my ballerina ran off to squeal, hug, and dance around in a circle with another entirely pink, tutu-ed, fairy, (she had wings!)
I was so relieved, Mae was anything BUT disappointed.
Mae and Sophia were inseparable the whole night.
The game of the evening was to hold hands and jump up and down, whilst giggling. Soon little sister had to get into the act. I never thought I'd see a fairy, a ballerina, and a Candy Corn, dance in a circle.
I was like watching "The Ballet of The Halloween Candy Kiddos".
Even while trick or treating they held hands.
