'Tis the Season for Packing Materials

A huge part of the kid’s playtime is based on dressing up. She has an arsenal of princess dresses, crowns, plastic mini high-heels, long beaded necklaces, big fake diamond rings and faux metallic clip-on earrings; all of which are worthy of being in the costume wardrobe for the Saturday Night Live sketch “Cwoffee Tawk”. I feel vaclempt just looking at her dressed up in that mess. She LOVES it.

Yesterday I was cleaning my house, you know, bent over with a toothbrush and rubber gloves scrubbing away at the 50 year old tile in my bathroom. I obsess--it’s a character flaw. I could hear her in her room talking to herself, getting “ready” for some imaginary event. Her voice trailed out of her room and into the hall outside the bathroom.

Her: “Mommy? Do I look all dressed up?”
I didn’t feel the need to wrench my neck outside of the bathtub to check her princess outfit that she always wears during playtime. I answered her without hesitation.
Me: “Yes! I’m sure you’re a beautiful Princess and Prince Daddy would be honored to take you to the ball….”
Her: “No mom, look!”

She had stripped down to her underwear and had put her bathrobe on. She was gripping a strip of bubble wrap and pulling it tightly over her face and around the back of her head.

“See mom! I’m a DENTIST!!”

Funny. She’s yet to see a dentist. I blame amazon.com. They put bubble wrap in everything they send, regardless if it’s needed or not. Since it’s the holiday season, we’ve begun receiving our annual amazon.com shipments, this year it looks like we’ll be seeing more of “The DENTIST.”