Goodnight, soup
Today at the grocery store, Pea had to have a can of chicken noodle soup with princesses on it. Now, I’m not a princess fan. I didn’t even wear pink until I was in my late 20s. So when she asks me questions about the Disney princesses, I usually have to admit I don’t know. This is when using the Socratic method is great. “What do you think?” I asked.
She shot back, “Do you like princesses, Mom?”
Drat. And I had to refrain from an anti-monarchist rant in the aisles of Fred Meyer. Finally I said, “They’re not my favorite.”
But I’ve also tried to get her to eat chicken noodle soup before without luck, so if princesses are what it takes, I’m for it. (Damn you, Disney.)
What did surprise me is that she had to have the can of soup go to bed with her. It’s currently nestled between a porcupine and an anteater next to her pillow.
8 Responses to “Goodnight, soup”
omg love that she’s sleeping with it LOL
And the forces of marketing and monarchy prevail once more.
My MIL showed up at the hospital with a princess scepter for Lis. It’s a losing battle, I fear.
She’s now asking to eat it, which I guess will put an end to sleeping with it. I’m just hoping it doesn’t bring on begging to go to the store to get more, because…Disney. Geez. It *is* inescapable.
Gotta love kids!
Too funny! Mine has moved on to “Double Noodle,” but princess was the gateway soup for us too. http://hollyslunch.tumblr.com/post/10886836129/uh-oh-princess-ios
I am absolutely in awe of the brown bag art. That’s incredible!
Thanks! It’s a fun thing to do together.