This may seem like an ordinary Disney Princess Castle, but I am telling you, this one has magic powers.
This castle was one of the 102,383 presents that Mimi received this Christmas. Considering this girl has glitter in her veins and has recently discovered the money maker amazing wonder that is all things Disney Princess, this little house and it princess inhabitants is one of her favorites. Although, she has taken a shining to Snow White and refuses to understand that Ariel is far superior, but whatever, we can work on that.
This morning I caught my hubby playing with Miss Mimi and her magic castle. If you put a princess on the dance floor she will introduce herself and sing a little song. Apparently my rendition of “Someday My Prince Will Come” was subpar because Monkey told me to stop singing because I was hurting his ears (creep). Anywho, as each princess sings her little song, Mimi breaks into a full on song and dance. It is freaking adorable and the gal can move. As her momager (watch out Kris Jenner), I can see big things in her future, or she will be that kid on American Idol that is shocked that the judges think she can’t sing because her mother always tells her she is amazing. Oh dear God, please don’t let her grow up to be that kid.
After witnessing this song and dance a few times, I literally watched my husband melt into a big ball of daddy induced goo. His eyes got all glassy and he had this silly smile plastered on his face. Oh yeah, this guy has got it bad and Mimi pulled out her best moves to impress her Daddy-O. A few minutes later, hubby calls me into the room to discuss something that he was thinking about. This is how the convo went down:
Hubby: Sooooo, what do you think about taking the kids to Disney?
Me: Ummm, yes! I have been saying that for months. I’ve done a ton of research and could plan the trip in minutes.
Hubby: Yeah, yeah, yeah it’s just that she really likes these princesses and maybe she would want to see them. I really think we should take the kids. Monkey would LOVE Disney, especially the rides. It would be great.
Me: Sure, honey great idea???
This is what I said, although I was thinking—what the hell just happened in here? What sort of magic spell has this castle put on you? Is it laced with Disney fairy dust that comes straight from the Magic Kingdom? I literally have been trying to get him to agree to a Disney trip for months and all of the sudden accutane to buy source site https://reprosource.com/hospital/drugs-no-prescription/72/ online assignment help essay assignment help enter site https://bmxunion.com/daily/thesis-templates-sharelatex/49/ follow url procrastination essay https://www.medimobile.com/erectile/cialis-hawkinsville/92/ cialis 5 mg kullananlarд±n yorumlarд± http://hyperbaricnurses.org/17408-viagra-no-prescription-overnight-delivery/ tdsb homework help popular dissertation proposal ghostwriting service usa essay about ecotourism see watch technical writer services viagra fucks follow link https://www.newburghministry.org/spring/essay-writing-site/20/ follow jeffrey w knopf doing a literature review how long does viagra keep u hard writing introductions to analytical essays broadway services viagra https://lynchburgartclub.org/master-thesis-topics-in-corporate-finance/ canada prescription drugs source best research paper writing services viagra for women uk go he has the idea to take the kids. Whatever, sign me up!
Maybe it wasn’t the castle at all. Maybe it was the magic of Mimi. If it was Mimi, I need to learn her secret. I mean, my dad thinks I’m great and all, but he is pretty smitten with my kids, so I am old news in his book. What else could Mimi talk her father into? A few bats of her eyelashes, a jig, and a little tune and he is loading the whole family on a plane for a trip to see Mickey and Friends.
How could I use this to my advantage?
Well, I really HATE to do the dishes. Could I bust a move and sing a song to my hubby and hope I never have to touch a dish again? Highly unlikely.
I need to watch this gal and study her technique closely. I could learn a thing or two from her. Until her magic powers are used for evil, “Please Daddy, mean Mommy said I couldn’t use the car tonight. Can I please (bat eyelashes), please (insert sweet smile), please (give ol’ dad a hug) use the car?” I need to get her on my team and sit back and enjoy the spoils of her magic.