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October 21, 2010

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All Girl, Except when She’s Grody

Little Miss Moanna is 100% girl. We’re talking pink, bows, flowers, dresses, sparkle shoes, butterflies, princesses, lotion, makeup, fairy wings, jewelry. She screams at the top of her lungs when she sees a bug, and sometimes she screams just for fun. She hates getting dirty. She believes in magic and “happily ever after.” She loves love stories. She spends a lot of time looking at herself in the mirror. She makes her bed in the morning, and loves to clean. She has emotional breakdowns if we leave the house without her purse, if her clothes get wet or if her clothes don’t fit right. She giggles until she cries. All girl.

Sometimes we leave the house looking a bit ridiculous because it is very important to Moanna “for everyone to look at me and think I’m beautiful.” This could turn into a serious problem one day. I’m hoping this is a phase because I am far from a girlie girl, so teaching her the balance of both inner and outer beauty is going to be hoot. We’re kind of yin and yang that way.

One day when we were watching “The Bachlor Pad” (against Steve’s protest), he said that Tenley reminded him of what Moanna was going to be like when she grew up. I think he nailed it. Bubblie,  passionate about everything in life, and mostly lady like.

MOSTLY.

This sweet little face is nothing but smoke and mirrors.

Moanna is 100% girl 99.9% of the time. The other 0.1% of the time it’s a whole different story. There is a part of her that is so grody. I don’t think boys even do some of the things she delights in.

She wipes her buggers on the wall and laughs until she cries because she burped really loud. She eats with her hands. She likes to put her finger in your nose. She eats M&Ms she finds on the floorboard of the car. She thinks farts are hilarious and comments on her poop every time. EVERY TIME.

Can you picture this little lady all dolled up wiping buggers on the wall? Disturbing to think about huh? It would be like finding out that the Dalai Lama goes to anger management classes. Totally misleading.

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8 Comments

  • At 2010.10.21 10:37, Beth said:

    If it makes you feel any better I too went through a prissy girl stage. I know, weird huh? I have a similar picture of myself except I had a big hat and a fur on. A freakin Fur!! I also started dressing myself when I was two because I told my mom she wasn’t doing a good enough job. BUT then all my grodiness took over and before you knew it I was climbing trees, beating boys at races, and wouldn’t dare touch the color pink. And now I feel like I’ve come to peace with both my sides. I can wear pink and kick butt too. :) So just see where it goes, she’ll change a couple times before it’s all done.

    • At 2010.10.30 12:34, Renee said:

      I’m going to need to see that picture!

    • At 2010.10.21 13:58, Meredith said:

      That’s kind of funny in a way. Trying to picture her in that outfit discussing her poop seems like something you’d giggle about when she’s out of ear-shot.

      • At 2010.10.30 12:35, Renee said:

        It’s funny… unless I’m cleaning poop and buggers of the wall

      • At 2010.10.21 14:37, AuntieJill said:

        Go Mo Go! Keep ‘em guessing…

      • At 2010.10.28 12:34, Mom said:

        A striking family resemblence! I’m so proud of my granddaughter; and so enchanted…..

        • At 2010.10.30 12:37, Renee said:

          Enchanted really… poop is enchanting?

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