The Art of Dressing Up

These are my children... and to say they are obsessed with dressing up, would be putting it lightly. It amazes me how they pretend. They can easily be two or three characters at the same time. Princess Butttercup quickly turns to Lucy Pevensy or Susan and her bow of arrows. Star Wars comes to life with the biggest fan of the movie I have ever met, and a small two year old (who has an ear infection) can put on a cape and find powers to fly around the room faster than he did before the cape appeared. (although I'm sure antibiotics are also helping). I'm not sure why, but they love to pretend that someone is very sick and they must nurse them back to life. One drop of Lucy's potion and they are cured back to full health and able once again to defeat the white witch. And there are the boys who adore "dying" by the sword. (or screwdriver made into a sword, or really whatever they can find that somehow resembles a sword, gun, or lightsaber). It's funny to watch a three year old little girl whom I can never get to clean anything, turn into Snow white who is merrily dusting the elves home and singing "I'm Wishing". These things are dear to a mother's heart and although I know this stage won't last forever, I really wouldn't mind if it still lasted a long time.

My superhero:


Star Wars in all it's glory! (and red galoshes!)


A peasant girl growing flowers, and meeting Prince Charming.


And this one: could she look more like Snow White?