When you wish upon a star

Shoot me if our daughter ever dresses as a princess for an occasion other than Halloween or a costume party. I've come to expect it during our biennial trip to Magic Kingdom, but a recent outing at our local zoo caught me off guard. Seems it was Frog day, transformed into Princess and the Frog day, courtesy of a Radio Disney sponsorship. Visitors were treated to photo ops with all of the Disney princesses --Snow White assuredly looked like she'd been around the block a few times. Of course, little girls were decked out in their princess regalia, and even a few who were clearly past the stage. I also spotted a scary looking dad dressed as Prince Charming. My spouse thought he was part of the show. Maybe a friend of Snow White? Creepy...

Cup Size

Our two year old daughter was trying to put on one of my bras. She asked her big brother for help. He responded thus: "I don't really know how to put a bra on; you'll have to ask Mommy. I don't wear one every day." Well, amen to that.

Pot o'Gold for St. Patrick's Day

Our son set his leprechaun trap last night. He made it in kindergarten, with his fifth grade buddy. Last year the leprechaun evaded capture but left behind muddy footprints and an Irish 10 pence. This year our son added a tunnel, more gold coins as bait and stationed Lego Indiana Jones at the entrance as a sentry. Again, the crafty little fellow escaped our grasp, but left an Irish penny. Must be the economy.

Out with the in crowd

Feeling out of place with the it moms at our son's school. I envision being carried off in a straight jacket yelling, "but I have a tennis bracelet. I drive a Volvo. I went to prep school...."

Blast from the past

They're back. My Lands' End catalogue serendipitously opened to the page and I had to buy them. Tretorn tennis shoes. Just like the ones I had in the seventh and eighth grades. (They're one of the few things I actually want to revisit from those years.) Now all I need is whale shoe laces, and my Tretorns will be right at home with my old Ray Ban Avaitor sunglasses and a pair of Top Siders, both of which I hear are back in Vogue. Now even I can be trendy.