Ella loves to dance. Scratch that. Ella thinks that dancing is the most fun thing to do in the entire world. Scratch that. She loves to whirl and twirl around the house wearing pretty, lacy dresses while dancing around the house to a Backyardigans CD.
I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE ALL THIS GIRLY FUN!
Seriously, I don't think I can take all this girly stuff. Anyone who knows me, knows that I am not a girly girl. I don't enjoy dresses, I don't enjoy lace and frilly things, I never enjoyed sitting down with my baby dolls (well, technically she uses her Backyardigans dolls. See also previous post with the three dolls and her sitting at the little white table) having a tea party. My kid does. Do you know how painful it is for me to sit down and have a tea party? I don't know what to do with a girly girl. I don't understand the basic concept of wanting to be girly. Aron keeps telling me that I need to get Ella into some dance classes and encourage her interests in girly things. He keeps saying that I'm just not happy because she doesn't have any interest in things I was interesting in when I was little. I've thought about it and I don't think that's it. The thing is that I TOTALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. I have no clue how to encourage something that I can't relate to. Maybe I'll try to probe Aunt Robbie or Aunt Annie on what to do. Aunt Robbie got her a new purse and the white tea party table/chairs for Christmas and she loves them. I never would've even thought to purchase either one.