If you live with small girls you might be familiar with the children’s book character, Fancy Nancy. This fictitious character thrives on doing everything as fancy as possible.
I have come to the conclusion that my five year old is a living, breathing Fancy Nancy when she told me the other day, “Yes, glittery, silver shoes DO help me empty the compost bucket better Mother.”
This was also the day when a grocery store cashier complimented Eden on her pretty clothes, to which Eden replied, “Oh no, these aren’t clothes…it’s an outfit.”
I’m in some serious girly trouble over here, gentle reader.