Wednesday, April 1, 2009

You can lead a horse to water...



As a mother of girls, I try to instill a sense of empowerment in my daughters. I want them to know that they're smart, capable, and strong. While it's true Sayde has boxes filled with pink tu-tus and princess crowns, she always claims to be a "Warrior Princess" like Mulan. Or, Zena if you want to be a jerk about it.





In our house, we don't really encourage Barbie Dolls. While better than the loathely Bratz, they are still kind of stupid. As a kid, I spent hours and hours just setting up the furniture in the Barbie mansion. Sure sure, it's imaginative play, but what was I imagining? Whether the plastic couch would look better over here, or over there? What ball gown should Barbie wear today? It's not exactly akin to dreaming up the law of gravity. I'm hoping my girls will spend their imaginations creating art, playing outside, and most importantly: reading. To encourage the reading, Lennie takes them to the library almost every weekend. They love it. In fact, Sayde loves it so much, she picked out 7 books this time. Here they are:









Awesome.



9 comments:

ModernMom said...

LOL Too funny!

Susan said...

Oh.My.God. Will you just write a book already?

Susan said...

And thanks for making me feel like an ass parent. I have yet to take those kids to the library. They DO read though. I SWEAR!

Melissa said...

I bought a dollhouse for the boys. They drove their Hot Wheels cars around in it until Watt asked if he could paint it black. Then I gave it away.

moooooog35 said...

Could be worse.

She could have picked up books on how to play softball and short hairdos using an electric razor while still maintaining the mullet look.

Casey said...

Oh man, I'm positive that'll be the case here too. Elliot always gravitates toward the pink toys, so not cool.

Susana (OK, so it's Sue-Lyn) said...

Hilarious.

By the way, the pink couch looks better over here than there. (I do believe I was the better mover arounder of pink plastic.)

Rikki said...

If it makes you feel any better, my daughter LOVED Bratz and Barbies as a little one (especially the one that the dog chewed the hands off - we called her Industrial Accident Barbie) and she is now at Pitt, a double major in Anthropology and Art History (maintaining a 3.9) and is a starch feminist and vegan. We call her Ass-Kickin' Barbie.

Anonymous said...

HorseClicks...It's good...