She's a lady

Well, she tries to be anyway.  We just call her "Fancy".  Eve is a bonafide girly girl.  You'd think she was my sister's kid.  Aunt Shell is covered in sparkles, pink, and perfume.  Me...ummm...not so much.  So how did my girl get to be such a...girl?  Don't get me wrong, I think it's funny and cute how slipping a princess dress on her can transform her, and how makeup brushes and jewelry make her eyes twinkle.  It's reeeaally funny when you tell her she's fancy and she starts movin' those little hips and dancin' her hiney off.  Now that, she did get from me : O  I dance every time I'm called fancy, too.  Who doesn't?  

So, this morning looked like it was going to be a continuation of last night's whine fest with her.  I was getting so frustrated because as I was trying to eliminate the gargantuous pile of clean clothes that my dryer keeps puking out into the hallway, she was clinging to me like a leech (and kinda draining the ooomph outta me like one of those nasty suckers, too).  As I was hanging clothes in the kids' closet with her whiney behind planted firmly on my left foot, I spotted the lavender Fancy Nancy dress that she loves sooo much (kudos to greemaw).  I slipped the magical concoction of cheap polyester and scratchy tulle over her head, and she turned into a new kid.  There must be magical powers in polyester. Maybe that's why they wore so much of it in the 70's.  I wonder if I could bottle the stuff...hmmm....

Oh, and who knew that Victoria's Secret underwear could be such a great mood changer?  She's pretty much convinced that my underwear worn around her neck is THE ultimate accessory, and an accessorized "Fancy" is a happy "Fancy".  I've even seen her pile on as many as 4 pairs.  She was pretty much euphoric.  Watch out pearls.  VS's Pink are comin' for ya. 

Here's a little fanciness...

I used to be able to pull off one heckofa french mani/pedi.  This is what happens when your home pedi is interrupted umpteen times by playdoh crises, a poopy booty needing to be wiped, and a dumpster diving kid.  Polish remover, I'm on my way.  It seems that two coats of a single color is the way to go in this stage of my life.

Not so psyched about a toe nail re-do, but I AAAMMM pretty stoked about going to shop at the All 4 Children's consignment sale at 1 today with my volunteer pass.  Of course, both kids will be in tow, so there's the potential for an utter fail, but let's hope for the best.