Yesterday evening our home was filled with the buzzing and flittering of three busy princesses as they cleaned the house.
They were so absorbed in their work that they could not be bothered to pose for a picture.
(Has anyone else noticed how the princess dress has become the uniform of play for little girls? It's like they are physically and mentally unable to play until they are wrapped in a sufficient amount of tulle.)
P.S. If you take the above photo as some kind of proof that my home is a place that strictly reinforces gender stereotypes, I would like to point out the following picture, which was also taken in my home:
P.P.S. We are very grateful for all of the sweet little friends who come to play at our house!
