I'll admit, I have a little bit of a thing about cartoon characters...especially on textiles...shirts, shoes, bedding, etc. I think it's tacky. At this point, the idea that you could have a disney princess bedspread hasn't entered Isabelle's world, and I'm trying my hardest to keep it that way.
Also, I have to say that I am trying to instill a little bit of good taste into my girls. I don't think it's all that important in the big picture, outside of general cleanliness and modesty, but never-the-less, not a bad skill to possess for an American woman. So, you can imagine the kunundrum we have run into recently.
We were at a Wal-Mart last night getting a few last minute items. Isabelle was irrepressibly drawn to the TACKIEST item of clothing God ever allowed to be created. It was a pink, taffity, ruffly dress with Rupunzel on the front of it. Yuck. She was all like, "Ohh and ahhhh" Like I have been trying to do with McDonalds, I decided to take the brainwashing approach.
Just a bunny trail, the following conversation happened on Friday between me and Grace:
Grace: I want some chicken nuggets (as we passed a mcdonalds)
Mommy: No you don't Grace. They hide chicken feet and animal bones in those chicken nuggets. They are so bad for you! They might even make you sick!
Grace: No! No!
Mommy: Yes, it's true. It's very disguisting.
Grace: Okay, I'll just take some french fries, then.
So, I tried the same thing with the tacky clothes.
Mommy: Oh Isabelle, that is just the ugliest thing I have ever seen. It is so tacky.
Isabelle: (Offended that I could call something so pink and lovely tacky) Stop saying things are tacky mom! Everything is not tacky!
Grace: (feeling left out and apparently taking the conversation very personally) Ya, I'm not tacky, I'm bea-ful!
We can't say our children lack in self esteem!