My daughter, Lauren, is a confirmed tomboy. Nothing pink, nothing girly in our house. At age three I was ordered to put all the dolls up in the loft, never to see the light of day again. I got them out of the loft a couple of months ago ready to sell them off at a car-boot sale. She played with one or two of them for about half an hour. Did she want to keep them, I wondered? "Oh no, please sell them, I don't want them, they're too girly for me" was the determined reply. So off they went to the car-boot sale.
Last week Lauren received an invitation to a friend's birthday party - with a Pirates and Princesses theme. Knowing full well what the answer would be, I asked innocently whether she would like to go as a Pirate or a Princess. Imagine my surprise when "I'd like to think about it" came back after a moment or two of intense consideration. Intrigued, I posed the same question again a few days later "I'm still thinking about it...." was her immediate response.
On Sunday, while out shopping for new school shoes, Lauren suddenly leaned over towards me, rather conspiratorially, looked around to make sure no one could overhear. "I've made a decision.....I'd like to go as (looking around again)...a princess..." And she looked at me, as if to see if that would be ok.
Is my little girl finally turning into a little girl? I'm not entirely convinced. Let's wait and see.
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