As DQ contemplated the many long hours until 6:30 p.m., she quietly asked: "Mommy, what if other girls in my class, who are not Daisies want to be princesses too? I think I will only talk about this event with A. I don't want any of the other girls to get upset." (A is the only member of DQ's Daisy troop in her class.) Such tact for a six-year-old!
Much later that evening, after dance class with recital practice, after dinner, and after her evening breathing treatment, DQ and I readied ourselves for the night on the town. It was almost bedtime, but instead of heading to read a story, the Mad Scientist took our picture, then we were out!
We listened to "Let it Go" and the rest of the "Frozen" soundtrack for the entire car-ride.
By the time we arrived, DQ's Daisy Troop was already in the process of getting beaUtiful. DQ jumped right in and didn't even scream as they pulled her hair into a rubber band and used bobby pins! (I can't even brush her hair without screams of terror!)
|DQ sitting on what she dubbed the "Queen's Chair"!|
After a group picture with the singing princess who reigns over the Princess Tea Castle, the princesses were paraded into the tea room. DQ was nearer the end of the group and I almost fell over laughing as she tried to climb over the flowers to get on the stage that they weren't using at that point. She felt she needed a stage to be properly introduced!
The girls then had a lesson in how to eat like a princess. And of course, they got to eat royal treats!
Then there was the fashion show. A princess has to show off her evening gown! DQ was asked what she wants to be when she grows up and, of course, she responded: "A queen!" But we already knew this because she IS a queen!
|Showing off her sparkly, light up, pink princess shoes!|
The night ended with dancing!
Now you tell me, what more could Dancing Queen have wished for in a night such as that?!?! Apparently, nothing, because she told me the night was a dream. And when the Mad Scientist and I tucked her into bed, the dream she chose to sleep to was exactly what had already happened. That, my friends, is a first!