petite anglaise

January 31, 2007


Filed under: Tadpole rearing, Tadpole says — petiteanglaiseparis @ 10:12 pm

I glance anxiously at my watch. It is 8.27. School drop-off time is between 8.20 and 8.30, and the small but perfectly formed tantrum Tadpole threw just as we were poised to leave the flat – when I so foolishly dared to insist she wear a scarf to ward off the biting cold – has cost us dearly. If we don’t get a move on, I will be one of the latecomers, those wretched folk who scuttle past the directrice, head down, shoulders hunched, to escape the full force of her withering stare. I quicken my pace, and Tadpole breaks from a trot into a canter in order to keep up with me.

But when we reach the slightly surreal Chinese shop which sells wedding dresses and ball gowns which wouldn’t look out of place at a Jordan and Peter André wedding, Tadpole grinds to a stubborn halt.

“Look mummy! Princess dresses!” She tears her hand free from my grip and gestures excitedly at the window display. A particularly unattractive frothy pistachio number catches my eye and causes me to shudder, involuntarily.

“I like the white ones better,” I say, pointing towards something marginally more tasteful. “Those dresses are for weddings. Just like in the Little Mermaid, you remember, when Ariel marries her prince?”

Tadpole nods. “Yes, I know mummy.” This is her new favourite phrase, designed to shame me into silence if I over-explain things in a patronising tone, and terriblement efficace.

I grab her hand and we hurry on. I dare not look at my watch. I’m simply banking on the fact that it may be one minute fast.

“When I’m a big lady,” Tadpole says suddenly, “just after my tooth gets wobbly, I’m going to marry a prince as well.” She has a slight obsession with wobbling teeth at the moment, courtesy of a Charlie and Lola episode entitled “My wobbly tooth must not ever never fall out”. I have assured her that there will be no wobbling before she is six years old, but she seems to have decided that grown up teeth equals adulthood.

“Hmm. Maybe a little while after your teeth start wobbling, but yes, I’m sure you’ll get married in a pretty dress one day,” I say brightly, although I feel like I’m sucking on lemons.

“Yes, I’m going to marry a prince. Daddy is my prince,” she says with absolute certitude.

Will someone who, unlike me, actually reads all those parenting manuals and knows about the phases little girls go through be kind enough to reassure me that this is a Perfectly Normal Phase?



  1. Of course it is perfectly normal — and all of those parents who thought they could avoid the Disney princess phase were sadly disappointed when their little darlings caught the obsession from their preschool classmates. It’s unavoidable, and just as infectious as all of the flu bugs your child brings home from preschool each day. And I’ve heard plenty of little girls say that they plan to marry their daddies.

    Our 6 year old girl, who used to say she was going to marry a prince, now says she may never marry, since the boys in her class “behave like monkeys.” If she does marry, she says that her new husband will have to agree to live in our house, as she will never move away. Fine with me! But I suspect that she will change her mind at some point!

    Comment by Carolyn — January 31, 2007 @ 10:19 pm

  2. I don’t read any parenting manuals but my 3 year old’s current obsessions are losing her teeth (thanks to current favourite book ‘The Tooth Fairy’ from M&S given by aunt of mine who has clearly forgotten at what age teeth are lost) and getting married. At the moment she wants to marry either Daddy or her brother. I am dreading her asking about my and Daddy’s wedding which has never happened. I don’t know what I’ll say.

    Comment by kjr — January 31, 2007 @ 10:20 pm

  3. If you’re worried about her wanting to marry Daddy, don’t: it’s not only normal, it’s practically universal.

    Freud is famous for a reason.

    Comment by amy — January 31, 2007 @ 10:31 pm

  4. Kevin is now 12 and STILL wants to marry his mother…

    Comment by Antipodeesse — January 31, 2007 @ 10:34 pm

  5. All little girls think they’re going to marry their fathers at that age. Totally normal. It’s the first man in her life, and she has no concept that in reality that would be inappropriate. In fact it’s a compliment to Mr. Frog – he must be doing something right in his relationship with her. My niece wanted to marry my brother-in-law (her daddy) at that age and now she’s 14 and they have an excellent relationship. And she’s normal in every other respect and has very high self-esteem, particularly for a 14-year-old (I was an insecure mess at that age.)

    Comment by The Bold Soul — January 31, 2007 @ 10:37 pm

  6. My older child lost his first tooth at 4…..

    Comment by Cathy — January 31, 2007 @ 10:44 pm

  7. My sister also said she was going to marry her Dad. She’s 30 and set to marry in November. He’s a lot like Dad, with one obvious exception.

    She’ll listen to her fiancé.

    Don’t worry about Tadpole. Every young person wants to feel special, whether it’s as a princess or a football star. Sounds like she’s definitely strong-willed and opinionated herself–no worries about her rolling over for whatever some man tells her to do.

    Comment by La Rêveuse — January 31, 2007 @ 10:53 pm

  8. I know I shouldn’t post to comment on a comment, but antipo, you crack me up!

    Comment by samantha — January 31, 2007 @ 11:04 pm

  9. … and my boys are 16 & 17 & clearly wonder how anyone ever wanted to marry me…

    Three is a fabulous age, anything’s possible when you’re three! The questions are exhausting but it is wonderful.

    Comment by Ms Baroque — January 31, 2007 @ 11:06 pm

  10. I’m a tomboy. Always have been. Ok, maybe I’m not so much of one anymore; can’t remember the last tree I climbed up (but do remember the last tree I did it under!) … anyway … I think, even being a tomboy w/ older brothers, I went thru a princess stage. It’s normal. Hell, she’s a little kid … what’s not going to be normal about her! It’s US you’ve got to worry about. Hope you are well. xx, c

    Comment by clarissa — January 31, 2007 @ 11:12 pm

  11. C’est parfaitement normal. Ca te dit seulement qu’elle adore son pere. Si elle veut le marier quand elle a 12 ans …….


    Comment by Ravi — January 31, 2007 @ 11:21 pm

  12. It’s perfectly normal. More normal than not. I must confess that when my little girl wanted to marry me, it felt just a little weird. I think all little girls go through a phase when their daddy is their hero.

    Comment by Forest Green — January 31, 2007 @ 11:37 pm

  13. Absolutely normal, all of it. The teeth, the princess dresses, the daddy marriage bit, all of it. And she is an incredibly charming little one, I’ve been meaning to tell you for ages. I LOVE the clips of her voice.

    Comment by JoAnne — January 31, 2007 @ 11:39 pm

  14. This is a perfectly normal phase. Honest. Mine are 17 and 22 and they both went through this. And they’re normal now. Sort of.

    Comment by Dawn — January 31, 2007 @ 11:41 pm

  15. Nope. I didn’t do it. Nor did my daughter. On the other hand, I do remember thinking that most girls were just so, so oddly girly, so maybe we were the two out of step.

    Comment by Z — January 31, 2007 @ 11:47 pm

  16. No child rearing advice from me I’m afraid. But Tadpole sounds very endearing. Another interesting post.

    Comment by Rachel — January 31, 2007 @ 11:50 pm

  17. I hope that “daddy” gleefully replies that she is the one for him! Yes, I’ve heard that girls want to marry their daddies and same w. boys and their mothers. It reinforces something in them – no, I didn’t read the entire parenting book….Tadpole is a wonderful, insightful child – you definitely have a treasure there!

    Comment by Terry — January 31, 2007 @ 11:52 pm

  18. Well, I don’t know how “normal” I am, but I wanted to marry my dad until I was 7 years old!

    Comment by Isabella — February 1, 2007 @ 12:02 am

  19. Hmm, wobbly teeth, the yet to be introduced tooth fairy, the I want to marry Daddy saga, No wonder Freud is so well known,

    Seriously – I was joking – Tadpole sounds a delight. Albeit of the three year old variety.

    Comment by H — February 1, 2007 @ 1:02 am

  20. Sheaf, shower, hand-tied or posey? Updo, notdo or todo? Barbie Bride’s gorgeous flowing satin silk sheer white shiny stockings bridal lingerie, hell, this is pure wedding porn.
    And no, it’s not just a Sstage They Go Through. The fairytale prince-and-princess Shopping Monster has struck down your little treasure and carried her off to it’s tasteful primrose-decked lair FOREVER.
    You’re stuck with it, babe!
    And she’s tougher than you, remember

    Comment by andrew — February 1, 2007 @ 1:14 am

  21. I had all four wisdom teeth out at 26.

    Comment by Jeremy Jacobs — February 1, 2007 @ 2:07 am

  22. My eldest daughter, now aged 25 and mostly very normal albeit not interested in marriage, told one of her 4 year old friends when she was the same age, that she wasn’t going to become a computer programmer because both her aunties who were in that occupation weren’t married and noone who is a computer programmer gets married! She wanted to marry any of the boys of her age at the time…. (I know this isn’t actually the answer to your question, but it’s kind of related)

    I also lost my first tooth at age 4, and so did my 3 kids.

    Comment by Victoria — February 1, 2007 @ 2:09 am

  23. Believe me, when you see what she actually drags home you will wish she was still thinking Daddy was her Prince. Fortunately that will be a phase as well.

    Comment by Jules — February 1, 2007 @ 2:45 am

  24. Gosh, she sounds so much like mine!
    Yes it’s perfectly normal. Daddies are their living heroes, until they go to the secondary school that is lol.
    Yesterday my little one said “Daddy, when you’re dead I’m going to miss you very much” – I replied “oh thanks for that”

    Comment by Froggywoogie — February 1, 2007 @ 3:27 am

  25. Petite, isn’t this usually the norm? Little girls want a man like their dad and DEFINITELY little boys want a woman like their mom?

    This sounds pretty common…(I don’t have children, nor do I read those…magazines)

    This is all very beautiful and Mr. Frog should feel honored to be Tadpole’s “prince”.

    Comment by Mlle Smith — February 1, 2007 @ 5:50 am

  26. If she were a little boy she would want to marry you when she grew up. Mine did. You are their first love. Sweet, precious days that go by too quickly.

    Comment by Linda — February 1, 2007 @ 7:24 am

  27. I think that’s normal. And cute.

    Comment by Sparkle — February 1, 2007 @ 9:39 am

  28. I still have my milk teeth …. and I’m 41 …… oh, and my umbilical cord as well! Anyone else have treasures from their birth?

    You can use Tadpoles abilities later in life, particualrly in supermarkets when the queue at the checkout is very slow. I use to say to my son, when he was 4 or 5 that the queue was ridiculously slow … and he’d repeat it. Always got the checkout moving though!

    Comment by JNH — February 1, 2007 @ 10:00 am

  29. Slight subject change … biting cold? I was unaware that climate change between Arrondissiments was that severe? It was a relatively balmy 5 in the 3rd yesterday morning. Did you move again? :)


    Comment by Chez.Rosbif — February 1, 2007 @ 10:32 am

  30. Well my 8 year old went through the “I’ll marry you, dad” phase AND the pink, fluffy dress phase.

    She now thinks boys are smelly; dogs, guinea pigs and ponies rule and that she’s never going to marry.

    However, she does want her ears pierced and get a mobile phone.

    Comment by Alan — February 1, 2007 @ 10:34 am

  31. The real tricky bit is when they discover that daddy isn’t as perfect as they thought and that perhaps they don’t want to marry them after all.

    I believe the equivalent of the Oedipus Complex is called The Elektra Complex but then you probably knew that.

    Btw I love the imagery conveyed by the line: ‘I’ll be one of the latecomers, those wretched folk who scuttle past the directrice, head down, shoulders hunched to escape the full force of her withering stare’.

    Comment by Marcos — February 1, 2007 @ 10:55 am

  32. Normal. My youngest son (6) has three girlfriends at school, so he tells me, but he’ll only kiss and marry me.

    Comment by Wendz — February 1, 2007 @ 10:59 am

  33. I too still have a milk tooth. Only mine’s still in my mouth – at 30 something!

    Comment by Cal — February 1, 2007 @ 11:06 am

  34. I walk past what I imagine must be a similar store in the Rue de Belleville nearly every day. This one also sells tacky cheap silks and frothy tulle by the metre, and I with each passage I can’t help but imagine a pack of drag queens, not princesses, raiding the racks to create their next stunning meringuey numbers.

    Comment by Romanbrent — February 1, 2007 @ 11:36 am

  35. @Chez.Rosbif – there is often a time lag between things happening, and me writing about them. Biting cold = last week. I’m sure you had that too, wherever you are.

    @Romanbrent – same shop, I’m sure. Next to the Chinese restaurant set back from the road where they have weddings. There can’t be more than one. Surely.

    Comment by petite — February 1, 2007 @ 11:51 am

  36. My daughter was jealous of me sleeping in Daddy’s bed, and my son wanted to marry a wicked witch so as to have someone to be nasty to him! I shudder to think!

    Comment by j — February 1, 2007 @ 12:12 pm

  37. Hi,

    I’m thinking about getting together with some mommies I know online and their 2-year-olds (I have one myself). None of us lives in Paris, so I was wondering if you could tell me where we could spend a day with toddlers. Maybe La Villette? Is there a petting zoo?

    Thanks a lot.

    Comment by shakesrear — February 1, 2007 @ 1:25 pm

  38. I fear there are many shops peddling “my special day” pretty princess garb around here. Mine is between metros Belleville and Goncourt, a bit farther down, but I have also spied the shimmer of one next to the Chinese wedding restaurant.

    Speaking of – why not post on flashy Belleville Chinese weddings and share a photo of the eerily funereal double parked bumper-to-bumper limos with flowers strapped to their hoods? Along with the “wedding restaurants” that seat up to 1,000, I believe they qualify as a phenomenon.

    Comment by Romanbrent — February 1, 2007 @ 2:12 pm

  39. Jip, all little girls go through the same thing, untill they reach their teens and then their dad is the oldest ancient man they know, and is gross, and all that……. so yes, according to my experience with my daughters now 22 and 24, tadpole is on track….

    Comment by Suzanne — February 1, 2007 @ 2:18 pm

  40. Isn’t daddy every little girl’s prince, until she gets old enough to realises that the lesser princes offer a greater scope of, er, entertainment.

    Comment by Damian — February 1, 2007 @ 2:32 pm

  41. Yes, it’s definitely normal. We had the pleasure of the company of my sons girlfriend for a few days over Christmas and when she left I told him what a lovely girl I thought she was and he said “Yes, she reminds me of you, Mum.” It was one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me and I thought of that song that goes like this……

    I want a girl
    just like the girl
    that married dear old Dad.

    I don’t know the rest of the words but you get the idea.

    Comment by Sue — February 1, 2007 @ 3:48 pm

  42. This is sooo normal. My own daughters both made very clear to me that they wanted to replace their mother, even before they could speak !

    Comment by ontario frog — February 1, 2007 @ 3:49 pm

  43. Which character was it in David Copperfield who married his ‘child-woman’ ? The one whose fantasies were those of a little girl and drove her husband up the wall. There are some who do not evolve and live in the wedding-world of fantasy and adore wedings but not marriage.

    Wedding is bubbles in champagne and marriage is flat. That tends to be a problem for girls much older than six, so it is best to let children have fantasies but not to get caught up in them as adults.

    What were the Cole Porter lyrics ?

    Yes my heart belongs to daddy
    So I simply couldn’t be bad
    Yes I’m gonna marry daddy
    If you feel romantic laddy
    Let me warn you right from the start
    That my heart belongs to daddy
    And my daddy belongs to my heart

    Try the Julie London recording…it’s great !

    Comment by Voyager — February 1, 2007 @ 4:50 pm

  44. My Heart Belongs to Daddy

    I used to fall, in love with all
    Of those whom all, they’ll young cuties
    But now I find, I’m more inclined
    To keep my mind, on my duties
    For since I came to care, for such a sweet millionaire
    While tearing off , a game of golf
    I may make a play for the caddie
    But if I do, I don’t follow through
    Cause my heart , belongs to Daddy

    If I invite a boy some night
    To dine on my fine, finnan haddie
    I just adore his, asking for more
    But my heart belongs to Daddy

    oh, my heart belongs to Daddy
    So I simply couldn’t be bad
    Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
    Dadada, dadada, dadad

    So I want to warn you, laddie
    Tho’ I know you perfectly swell
    That my heart belongs to Daddy
    Cause my daddy, he treats me so well

    Comment by Voyager — February 1, 2007 @ 4:51 pm

  45. I remember wanting to marry my dad! In fact, even worse, I remember thinking I’d get him to leave my mum, for me! Analyse that! (No, actually, please don’t…)

    My eldest is six and DESPERATE for a loose tooth, especially as some of her friends have lost teeth now. (And I know the Charlie and Lola you mean). She came home from school the other day saying she’d got one of her friends to whack her drink bottle when she was drinking it so that it banged against her teeth, in the hope of loosening one… No, no, no!

    Comment by Lucy Diamond — February 1, 2007 @ 5:12 pm

  46. Its perfectly normal behaviour – its when they become teenagers you should start to worry!

    Comment by Nigel — February 1, 2007 @ 6:54 pm

  47. I remember when I was but a toddler, I was certain I wanted to marry my mother. In the end, it all worked out pretty well, since I’m not married to her – and my dad still is.

    Looking back at it, I think it is nothing more then an expression of undevoted love to the two most important people in a young one’s life.

    Comment by Lennaert — February 1, 2007 @ 8:22 pm

  48. Ofcourse undevoted has to be unconditional.

    Comment by Lennaert — February 1, 2007 @ 8:25 pm

  49. I also thought that I would marry my Dad. . . funny the way kids confuse the grown-up world.

    Fast forward. . .I haven’t spoken to him since 1993 since he is a Grade A wanker.

    Comment by Nicole — February 1, 2007 @ 8:28 pm

  50. My daughter is 16:
    She has wanted to be a bride or a princess her entire life. Any chance she gets to dress up and be a princess, bride or flower girl she does it.
    However, she could care less about marriage once she realized what it was all about. The only reason she ever wanted me to remarry is so she can be my flower girl and I could wear the dress.
    She will eventually grow out of wanting to get married but do we ever really grow tired of wanted to be royalty?

    Good luck.

    Comment by chantel — February 1, 2007 @ 8:29 pm

  51. I know this has nothing to do with wanting to marry daddy, but the barbie in your picture has really scary eeyes.

    Comment by Whisper — February 1, 2007 @ 8:58 pm

  52. Voyager:- re “Weddings are bubbles in champagne and marriage is totally flat.” I disagree emphatically, it’s been the other way round for me. I never wanted a fairy tale wedding….I got married in a registry office in a Laura Ashley dress and pink platform shoes but my marriage is bubbly like champagne (definitely Bollinger) which is probably not entirely unrelated to the fact that I married a man who is very much like my own dear old Dad.

    Comment by Sue — February 1, 2007 @ 10:00 pm

  53. My daughter was a princess child and now has a ring through her navel. My son, now 28 was also a princess child until 9. He chose gold clip on earrings to buy when given money by aunts, and when asked by his teacher what he would be when grown up, replied ‘a robber’. He is very normal, has a girlfriend and very conservative.

    Comment by Roberta — February 1, 2007 @ 10:11 pm

  54. Personally, I’ve never had any fantasy about marrying my mother. Perish the thought!

    Comment by Trevor — February 1, 2007 @ 10:12 pm

  55. It’s funny, you never know what people will pick up on in a post. Personally the most important line was the bit about sucking lemons.

    Comment by petite — February 1, 2007 @ 10:26 pm

  56. “Personally the most important line was the bit about sucking lemons.”

    I once had a B-School case on marketing lemons which were said keep you regular ; not being a woman I could not vouch for the truth in advertising

    Comment by Voyager — February 1, 2007 @ 10:53 pm

  57. Yup – I also wanted to marry my Dad when I was little and proudly announced this fact to my alarmed mother!

    Of course, she maintains that I have in fact married a man who is *exactly* like my father but I deny everything…:-)

    Comment by Elisabeth — February 1, 2007 @ 11:14 pm

  58. I do not read parenting magazines, nor do I have children, but I have many friends with children. My best friend’s son reminds me on a regular basis that when he grows up he’s going to marry his mom so he can take care of her and she’ll never be alone or hurt by another man again. (She’s a single mom.) And I’m fairly certain it’s normal.
    Bonne journee.

    Comment by Robin Marie — February 2, 2007 @ 12:12 am

  59. Of course little girls want to marry Daddy and little boys adore Mum. Round the age of six they begin to realise the futility of these dreams and opt for the next best – becoming like the same sex parent whom the beloved chose.
    Ponies, toy cars, football etc. make simple healthy one sex occupations while they learn about the world around them. This is a stage I think should be extended for as long as possible!
    The teen age years bring them into touch with reality as they begin to realise that Mum/Dad are human beings (not princessses or princes), that nobody is perfect and they can still be loved even if they aren’t either.

    P.S. I think the ‘princess’ bit is overdone at the moment thanks to Disney – can’t see how we can get rid of it. Perhaps by giving them a wide choice of more practical, natural,interesting and stimulating activities.

    Comment by Grannie D — February 2, 2007 @ 5:09 am

  60. Ok; no one has asked yet but i would be most definitely interested in knowing who you, yourself, wanted to marry when you were young, petite!

    I think i learned most of my mothering skills by being a child, first… then remembering…

    Comment by anan — February 2, 2007 @ 5:09 am

  61. Petite

    Nice and warm today!! Um, Friday! I am in the 3rd on Rue des Tournelles.


    Comment by Chez.Rosbif — February 2, 2007 @ 6:20 am

  62. Yeah, the Barbie Bride does have scary eyes….a real witch.

    Comment by AussieGil — February 2, 2007 @ 10:34 am

  63. I don’t know about the marrying bit, but I love my father so very dearly, I think it goes without saying that I see a lot of him in my boyfriend…

    And on the weather note, it may be “warm” which is in fact quite BIZARRE for January in this part of the world, and in my opinion not pleasant at all, but it is also HUMID. And God, how sick I am of this Paris winter humidity! Paris has its good points, but the weather definitely isn’t one of them.

    Oh, and I rather like lemons. As a matter of fact, I’m a lemon fanatic!

    Comment by Alice — February 2, 2007 @ 11:57 am

  64. When she was Tadpole’s age, my daughter wanted to marry the 2 males in the family – her daddy and the dog. Figure that one out!

    Comment by Sarah — February 2, 2007 @ 12:31 pm

  65. The man I am fixin’ to marry is very much like my father, something I noticed about 3 seconds after we started dating. The bits about my dad I can live without are not there, which makes my beau all the more wonderful. You also have to consider that Tadpole has no idea about sex at her age, and probably doesn’t associate marriage as anything but a chance to get dolled up and be the star of the show(which I frankly think is what a lot of women think about marriage). What 3-year-old doesn’t love to dress up and be important? There will come a point where all of the ego inflation Mr. Frog gets from this will be horribly crushed as he is replaced by other men. I’d bet on it.

    Comment by Leslie — February 2, 2007 @ 4:35 pm

  66. My daughter has just had her 5th birthday. She had a fab Bollywood party – the Argos catalogue ( marvellous publication, keeps kids quiet for hours), has Bollywood barbies in it – but apart from them she had a Cinderella Castle -half price in the Woolies sale – she opened it and out dropped cinderella – Choker and Alice band and all loveliness – but my girl’s first question was – “Where is the prince?”. Disney didn’t bother with him…

    Comment by Welsh Cake — February 2, 2007 @ 4:48 pm

  67. yes – just a phase … but one that may last until she’s 35 or so.

    Comment by mad muthas — February 2, 2007 @ 5:06 pm

  68. “Personally the most important line was the bit about sucking lemons.”

    I agree it was, but I suspect that, like most people, I usually feel more like replying to things that resonate with my own experience. Your blog allows not only you, but also all of us to indulge in navel gazing !

    Now, I agree it can be hard sometimes to let our kids indulge in fantasies that we personally find repulsive. However, I think that’s what they need from us as parents, even though, of course, there has to be a limit to that.

    Comment by ontario frog — February 2, 2007 @ 5:13 pm

  69. Repulsive, no. Slightly bitter that no-one ever asked me, perhaps. And yes, I know it’s not too late, or even essential, but let’s face it, I shan’t be wearing a frothy meringue dress whatever happens now… And how long before Tadpole starts quizzing me about where the hell my prince got to?

    Comment by petite — February 2, 2007 @ 6:10 pm

  70. But enough of that, because I’m celebrating the fact that I just found something I thought I’d lost in the flat move.

    Anyone remember what that was?

    Comment by petite — February 2, 2007 @ 6:11 pm

  71. I think everyone does.

    Comment by Penny in Amsterdam — February 2, 2007 @ 6:42 pm

  72. Get yourself some Ever Readies and enjoy your weekend!!!

    Comment by Welsh Cake — February 2, 2007 @ 7:19 pm

  73. Ah great. You found it. A bit of a wild old night in Paris tonight, eh? he he.

    Comment by AussieGil — February 3, 2007 @ 8:01 am

  74. Hiya – I’ve just stumbled on your fab blog via technoranki, and I think it is brilliant!

    And yes, little girls always do want to marry their daddies – (which daddies secretley love, and it is quite a blow when they eventually decide to marry the best looking six year old boy in their class instead!).

    Comment by spymum — February 3, 2007 @ 8:51 am

  75. You don’t seem like a meringue wedding dress type of girl to me, Petite and anyway you’re still very young and just like any other circumstance in life marriage isn’t all a bed of roses. If I were you I’d make the most of my freedom and in “thought for the day style” I would like to offer…

    “It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.”

    I can’t remember who said this but I think it was someone with a fair bit of insight.

    Comment by Sue — February 3, 2007 @ 10:39 am

  76. When I was that age I wanted to marry my mum. I think it is just an acknowledgement of affection for one’s parents that most kids have. It isn’t until they are a little older that they understand the obvious problems with such an arrangement, by which time such wedding plans have generally been scrapped anyway.

    Comment by Ignorminious — February 3, 2007 @ 9:15 pm

  77. Perfectly normal – in fact when I grow up I’m going to marry my son!

    Comment by Helena Frith Powell — February 3, 2007 @ 11:44 pm

  78. The lemons were a nice line – very smooth – but it’s hard for good writing to compete with a cute three-year-old.

    I think I too have walked past the wedding dress shop – but I was distracted by the shop across the road that has the greatest array of useless tat displayed in the most dusty window ever to grace a retail precinct.

    Congrats on the find. Which are you celebrating – the fact that you’ve got it, or the fact that it wasn’t in the side pocket of Tadpole’s bag at Christmas?

    Comment by Damian — February 4, 2007 @ 12:48 am

  79. I remember as a little girl being absolutely certain that when I got older I would marry my Daddy — and that I would at some point “catch up” to him in age. He was so old, then; nearly 30.

    And, see, I grew up to be perfectly normal.

    Oh; waitasec. Sorry. Bad example.

    Comment by Postmodern Sass — February 4, 2007 @ 7:56 am

  80. And you never bothered getting a replacement in all this time?

    Comment by Jim — February 4, 2007 @ 8:39 am

  81. Great, but where was it hiding?

    Comment by j — February 4, 2007 @ 10:31 am

  82. The return of the plastic prince, no less?

    Comment by Martin — February 4, 2007 @ 11:28 am

  83. I too feel like I am sucking on lemons when people tell me they’re celebrating their 20th, 30th or even occasionally 50th wedding anniversary. Whatever I do, given my track record and my lifestyle, I reckon it’s very unlikely I’m ever going to get there. Worse still, those happy couples – well-meaning oldies – often feel compelled to tell me “Ooh, you’re ever so nice, you must have a boyfriend in every European city”. As if! Double whammy. When I see wedding dress shops, I cross the road or close my eyes for a few paces. Even though I’m the first one to crack jokes about my “still on the shelf status”, deep down, it smarts.

    Comment by Ariel — February 4, 2007 @ 1:31 pm

  84. LMAO! Where and how was it found? Reading these last comments, I’ve completely forgotten what I came here to say!

    Petite, your wise readers have covered all the important stuff about your Tadpole having her teen years in front of her to correct any misconceptions she might have now. From my point of view, the “frothy meringue dress” was not at all what it was cracked up to be. It can be a guise, a trap, the big bad wolf all dressed up like grandma. Grateful for my beautiful sons and the important lessons I’ve learned through a difficult marriage, I am not bitter, but I believe that a sensible, quiet love based on friendship wears better over time than storybook romance. FWIW.

    Lovely post. Hilarious comments.

    Comment by Sophmom — February 4, 2007 @ 4:11 pm

  85. Ah the fairly tale endings… the downfall of women. Yes it is normal for a little girl to think daddy is the prince, reality will come soon enough.

    Comment by alice — February 4, 2007 @ 5:38 pm

  86. Don’t tell Tadpole but my eldest got her first wobbly tooth today….I don’t know who’s more excited, me or her!
    Lovely to meet you yesterday even if we didn’t manage a proper chinwag. But do email me next time you are Brighton-bound!


    Comment by Lucy Diamond — February 4, 2007 @ 8:35 pm

  87. I’m not a parent, but I well remember going through the “I want to be a princess and get married phase”. Fortunately it subsided as I grew older!

    Comment by Anna — February 5, 2007 @ 4:02 am

  88. Funnily enough I can never remember wanting to marry my Dad although I did end up marrying someone who had his best qualities like kindness, gentleness and a sense of humour. Lovely qualities in a man I always think…or in anyone come to that.

    Comment by Jane — February 5, 2007 @ 2:19 pm

  89. It gets better for a fleeting moment. Then they obtain double figures and it starts to go down hill again! I have one who cannot decide if she is a little girl or a teenager. The anxiety every morning is killing me!

    Comment by Clare in France — February 5, 2007 @ 5:10 pm

  90. Perfectly normal!

    As is the tantrum about the scarf and the dawdling in fronot of pretty dress shops JUST when you want to GET A MOVE ON NOW!!!!!

    Were you late?

    Comment by Sally Lomax — February 5, 2007 @ 6:38 pm

  91. The last time I was in Brighton was at my brother-in-laws wedding. That wasn’t a meringue dress affair either as the marriage was in a Unitarian church which people attend if they believe in God but are not sure quite what he is, the marriage is still going strong anyway.

    Comment by Sue — February 5, 2007 @ 7:54 pm

  92. my daughter walked around with her “husband”, buzz lightyear, for about two years. now she is going to marry harry potter. she’s nine. her dad wasn’t around, so i don’t know about the “daddy” thing. we seem to have moved straight to the fictional hero worship.

    glad you found the missing object. surely the nights will be far less cold now?

    Comment by prettysparrow — February 5, 2007 @ 8:03 pm

  93. I LOVE Charlie and Lola!! there is a new book out by Lauren Henderson for Comic Relief – which features the loveable duo!
    So you know, my daughter, who will be 5 in March, has lost TWO front teeth in the space of a week so Tadpole may not have to wait till she is 6!

    Comment by Sam — February 6, 2007 @ 9:33 pm

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