Princess Rings

In our search for a bridesmaid and flower girl dresses we came across this princess dress and couldn't resist.  

All princesses need glitter and sparkle and this one is no exception.  I couldn't resist one day to paint a little flower with all those beautiful colors that were shining at me in the bathroom.

And after all that glamorizing Eli made himself a few rings.  Are those cool or what?  Made from one of those kits that has been sitting in the closet for quite a while.  Zap, from a Derby Girls program and Gum from a little novelty gum box Eli bought in Nevada City. 

And after playing around it was time to get to work and finish the school project that was due.  Titled  "Hit Da Clown". 

Manicure Style

Emily wore her new sweater to school.  Not the warmest thing but sure is cute.  Style seems to be what it's all about these days.  Yesterday she went with her friend and got her first manicure.  I said, "Your first.....and I wasn't there for it.  Are you sure that was your first?"  I thought she had had one before.  She agreed to let me go with her to get her first pedicure.  I guess I'll take that. Then after being at the climbing gym she discovered the new tights I bought her and had to try them on with the whole outfit.   After her shower, we had a talk about whether she could go to Disneyland or not.  By the look on her face you can tell the answer.  But what you can't see is her jumping up and down like she used to do when she was eight.  Also, you can't hear little brother.   He didn't say that wasn't fair but his tears sure said it all.   We'll have to think about this and how to make it seem fair.
   

Semester Break

Here's my girl.  I love this picture of her and our 6 year old friend.  We drove up to get Emily and she said, "I love her outfit."  I took a whole photo shoot of them in their 6 year old and thirteen year old outfits.  So cute.  Girls at their own levels.  The princess remains but changes form.

Emily had a day off of school and spent the morning curling her hair.  Now she wants a perm.  Funny, before she wanted it straightened.  She spent the night at a friends where they did their nails and topped it off with this cool pen.  Now she's at Grandma and Grandpa's and I told her she would be bringing in a ray of sunshine to their house.  

Atta Girl

Emily  bought these earnings with  her friend at  the mall.  I got a good laugh at them and told her she can wear them but not to school.  I think they would be hazardous there.  So far, she's agreed and her ears are in tack.  That beautiful nail job is called umbray.  Or something like that. Yeah.  Winter colors that fade into each other.  Topped with a sparkle finish.  I don't think, even at that age, I was ever that girly.  I love that rose ring on her finger.  I bought that for her on her 9th birthday and she still wears it.

I think I found  a new respect for Emily this past weekend.  We have a very small bathroom that we all share.  Emily's bottles and gels were filling up the small counter and the back of the toilet.  The only two surfaces that are available in there.  Well, she is a girl who likes to primp.  She needs more room.  So she took it upon herself to move her spa into the back bathroom.  In order to do that she wanted it cleaned so she spent hours in there cleaning.  She made that bathroom sparkle.  She had her hair up and her music blasting and she made it shine.  It truly sparkles.  As she was doing that images of Rosy the Riveter came to mind.  I thought of sayings like, "When there's a will there's a way."  (And when there's not, there's certainly not.)  She also cleaned the top of her desk and dresser.  Without me even asking.  That is truly amazing.  The next night we went grocery shopping and she gladly carried in numerous bags of groceries.  I wanted to make note of these.  I'm trying to meet her on her hike.  To meet her on her mountain.  She plowed through Twilight.  I'm plowing through Twlight.  She's plowing through New Moon.  I may plow through New Moon.  I paint my nails sometimes.  I raid her jewelry and make up when I go out.  I ask her opinion of my shirt and jeans.  I hug her when she glares at me.  She is my mighty girl!