Cinderella

We rented Cinderella for David and Lauren to watch on the drive to Grandma's house, but lo and behold, we somehow ended up with the live performance version, which the kids obviously weren't interested in at ALL!! Big bummer! So I went back to the video store and they got me the Disney version (well, technically, the live one was also labeled "Disney home video" and the title was in the same font, with no pictures at all to tell you what's up.)



I brought it home, of course, and put the kids in front of it in a few days. I ended up watching it with them, because you never know what you're going to have to explain. We get to the part where the evil step-sisters have ripped Cinderella's homemade dress to shreds. and she runs from the scene, and I look over at David. He's got his knees all drawn up and is looking at the screen out from under his dinosaur baseball cap with huge tears welling up in his eyes. My five year-old boy is crying over Cinderella! I didn't say a word to him, of course, but rather asked Lauren if she thought the step-sisters were nice ("No!") and then told her to just wait and see what happened next. It took a while for David to come back around again, but when the movie ended he jumped up out of his chair and shouted "Again! Again!"



I said no (mean mommy that I am), and that it was time to go to the grocery store. Lauren was having none of it, however, and announced "I'm going to be Cinderellie!" and off she went to her room, making a beeline for her dress-up clothes. Oh dear.



She got out the long, pink dress with dropped bell sleeves (and a three-layer, long skirt and criss-crossed bodice) and insisted on wearing it. So we compromised and I told her she could go to the store dressed as Cinderella as long as she would wear a white turtleneck underneath so she wouldn't freeze. That was totally OK with her, so on went the turtleneck, the pink princess dress, the white "dancing shoes" and the silver/fake jewel-bedecked tiara.





A three year-old in this manner of dress garners a lot of attention at the grocery store, mainly from women aged 45-70.

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