Rewind a few years to Princess learning to walk. Those tentative first steps were amazing and then BUMP! She’s down on the floor with that confused look on her face; you know the one. Where she isn’t too sure whether it is something worth crying about so she turns around and looks at you for guidance. This is the moment where you either smile and tell her to dust herself and try again, or you run over, pick her up and wipe away the non existent boo boos, which of course gives her permission to burst into tears and milk the situation for all it’s worth.I admit I was in camp number two a lot of the time and would go down the cuddle route. Her daddy on the other hand, raised Princess to be strong. The classic line in our household is “dust yourself off and try again”. Read the rest of my post over on On In London
Hehe your Princess is a smart cookie, good for her. When life gives me lemons, I blog, I journalise, I call a friend, I go shopping for a small treat some times I do one or all of the above :0)
I started blogging as a way of dealing with those lemons too! Shopping is a great treat, though I normally end up more flustered lol!