As a parent of a girl, there are two days I’ve always wanted to delay the arrival.
(OK more than two but only two I feel like talking about now.)
I wanted to hold out on Nat getting her ears pierced.
Until she asked.
Says the chick who had six piercings in one ear and three in the other.
Really.
Not to worry, that day still hasn’t arrived.
And I wanted to postpone the inevitable tea at American Girl Place.
Not that we haven’t had tea elsewhere.
Or we haven’t been invited by American Girl Place for special events.
But the idea of opening her up to the world of $200 dolls, magazines, movies and matching clothing seemed a bit much.
Even for my crazy Native New Yorker “over the top” standards.
But the reservation is confirmed.
July 18th is the day I go broke.
Nat and her friend Gracie will be having a birthday tea.
At American Girl Place. On Fifth Ave.
Thanks to HotStuff Jessica. Some friend she is.
Just kidding, I totally understand her reasoning.
Bring on the pink lemonade!
