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constanceMy niece's first birthday is coming up in a month or so -- though I'm finding it difficult to believe that a year has gone by this quickly, I'm told it's entirely true -- but they're having her birthday party on December 1, since her actual birthday is so close to Christmas. I think it's a good precedent to set, separating the two occasions, but I'm in favor of the Birthday in June concept even more. December is December, and for some people it's just not separated enough if the two events fall in the same month.
Anyway, they're far enough apart that I'll have no trouble separating them; I won't be going to the birthday party, because I can't take the time off work. But I did find a kick-ass present for her, which I will send with my mother. Isn't it pretty? It matches her room, it's built like a set of nesting dolls, it's something she can use for a long time -- and I need to give it to her now, while she's still teeny enough not to mind or even know when she's showered with practical things rather than the latest Disney Princess merchandise.
Not that this isn't pretty princessy, now that I think about it. I think I'd have quite liked to have this when I was a little girl. But I'm sure I'd have preferred the gold-stamped vinyl-covered one lined with scratchy polyester satin with the pop-up spinning ballerina that played a tinkly music-box song whenever you opened it, which was what I had and which I thought was the most glamorous thing on earth, even more glamorous than my pink banana-seat bicycle with the butterfly decals and the pink and white streamers hanging from the handlebars.
I'll have years to stock her up on plastic crap, but in the meantime, it's kind of nice knowing that for at least another year, I'll get to pick things that I think are pretty.
Anyway, they're far enough apart that I'll have no trouble separating them; I won't be going to the birthday party, because I can't take the time off work. But I did find a kick-ass present for her, which I will send with my mother. Isn't it pretty? It matches her room, it's built like a set of nesting dolls, it's something she can use for a long time -- and I need to give it to her now, while she's still teeny enough not to mind or even know when she's showered with practical things rather than the latest Disney Princess merchandise.
Not that this isn't pretty princessy, now that I think about it. I think I'd have quite liked to have this when I was a little girl. But I'm sure I'd have preferred the gold-stamped vinyl-covered one lined with scratchy polyester satin with the pop-up spinning ballerina that played a tinkly music-box song whenever you opened it, which was what I had and which I thought was the most glamorous thing on earth, even more glamorous than my pink banana-seat bicycle with the butterfly decals and the pink and white streamers hanging from the handlebars.
I'll have years to stock her up on plastic crap, but in the meantime, it's kind of nice knowing that for at least another year, I'll get to pick things that I think are pretty.
