A couple of years ago I was listening to NPR. I am always listening to NPR. Do you sense a theme in my blog: NPR, New York City, You've Got Mail, running, and food. These are a few of my favorite things. Speaking of running. My sisters and I did a marathon together. Ever since my sister, Lauren, said she wanted to run a full marathon 4 years, I have had the dream brewing (dreams brew right?) that it would be amazing to run a marathon with BOTH my sisters. Fast-forward to April and they tell me that they have signed up for the Richmond marathon. Uh..me too please! I was worried about running that far 4 months after Elliott was born, but the 1/2 doesn't stay on the same course. If I wanted to run with my sisters, I had to do the full and I really really wanted to run with my girls. So marathon here we come. We finished!! I wish I wasn't too cheap to buy the pics because the one of us crossing the finish line together is FABULOUS. Jennie is jumping across the finish line. Wow! I am really all over the place, because I started this post with listening to NPR....(You are in a maze in this story). ANYWAY, I was listening to NPR about 5 years ago and heard them interview Jane O'Connor about her book Fancy Nancy. I loved the idea of this little girl who is so precocious and wants everything to be completely fancy and she doesn't think her parents are fancy enough (if you haven't read this book, read it). I went out and bought the book and it was everything I hoped for and more. My love for Fancy Nancy was so strong that my friends threw a "Fancy Nancy baby shower" for Charlotte. I had no idea that this would mean that she would become Fancy Nancy. But, oh she has become a fancy little thing. I mentioned before that she refers to herself as Princess Charlotte. She loves everything princess. She believes that wearing a dress equals being a princess. So when I put Elliott in a sleep sack and she was wearing feet pajamas she started crying because Elliott was a princess and she wasn't. Most of the time she calls Elliott "Prince Phillip". Although, the other day she called him "Beast," because Belle is her current favorite princess. We had the following conversation: 
Charlotte: Daddy and Ayet are Beast and I am Belle.
Me: Who is Mommy?
Charlotte: Blank Stare (clearly she has got Disney's message: princesses don't have mommies)
Me: Gaston?
Charlotte:NOOOO giggle
Me: Papa?
Charlotte: Nope
Me: Mrs. Potts
Charlotte NOOO your Heaor Sthedwick.
Me: Oh so are you Charlotte Sedwick then?
Charlotte: NOOO I am Belle.
Apparently, I am not fancy enough to even belong in her magical world :).
She LOVES anything pink! Nana wanted her to try thousand island dressing on her salad...she called it pink salad dressing and bam!...thousand island is her new favorite. She did throw a little curve ball at me the other day, because I asked her what her favorite color was and she said something other than pink...shocking, I know. But then when she said, "sparkles" I knew that all was right in the world again. She is always putting on "necknesses"(necklace) and joins me every morning to put on make up while I get ready. Never mind that she puts green eye shadow on her lips. When we were staying at the Marriott for the race the Marine Corp was having their ball there. When she first saw all these gussied up gals she said she wanted to meet the princesses. We went over to meet two girls in their ball gowns. She was so excited. Then she spent the whole time we were at dinner pointing out, "blue princess" and "green princess" and "flower princess". So that night she wanted to put on her "belle dress" (her belle night gown) and go mingle with the other princesses. The next morning she was sooo disappointed (aka she had a crying/whining/ breakdown) that she couldn't wear the Belle Dress all day. Luckily, Lauren took her to the lobby and showed her the "secret princesses" who were wearing their street clothes and carrying their gowns out. Maybe I'll have to tell her that "Heaor Sthedwick" is a secret princess too!
By the way it took a lot of restraint on my part to allow her to wear this outfit. The control freak in me was screaming inside.
We are going to Disney World this next month and I think her head might explode. Details to come.
