Saturday, October 10, 2009

Tutu=Jaws of Death

So, apparently, when you are three feet tall, yards of gathered fluffy pink tulle resemble the gaping maw of death waiting to swallow you up whole. Huh. Who'd've guessed it?

We greeted the much anticipated "Pretty Ballerina" tutu with shrieks, screams, tears...none related to happiness. This look? Is the look of fear and loathing.


I guess I have more brainwashing...I mean, desensitizing?, teaching?...something, to do before Oct. 31st. Because, I mean, MY GOD!! How unbelievably cute is she? She just has to love it soon, right?


Right now, she is being wooed with juice and popcorn. Hopefully this will help her make friends with the tutu. She DID do a spin for me in front of the mirror a few minutes ago. We are making progress.

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Edited to add: This is better. Much better. See what a little "harmless" brainwashing can accomplish. Oh, G, you're teaching Mommy all the wrong lessons....

2 comments:

Kamis Khlopchyk said...

Oh. My. Word. She is beautiful in that tutu! That first picture is just gorgeous. I know she doesn't look happy but cute, oh my yes!

Debbie said...

Too sweet! She's such a cutie.