What are little girls made of?

“What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice and all things nice.”

With an added mix of moxie, mettle and spunk in spades. I can’t speak for all households, but in this humble abode little girls rule the roost. And by little girls. I mean just one.

One little girl. Who has the capacity to make me cry with laughter and wail with frustration. Six years in and we already seem to clash on every point yet it is clear to see she is fast becoming my greatest friend.

My little girl. This unique little being that generations ago would have been overlooked and her spirit squashed by societal rules not of her making. The world is changing and I hope it continues to be a positive place for women because when she tells me she’ll be in charge of the Government and own a hairdressers, I don’t doubt her on either. Everyone in the Cabinet will just have nice hair.

So what is my little girl made of?

She’ll argue black is pink

We have a thing about teeth at the minute. She’ll swear she’s brushed them until she’s blue in the face. Yet when you check her brush it is bone dry. She has even been known to go to the trouble of splashing water on her school cardigan to use as evidence she’s brushed them. In the time it takes for this charade to be played out she could have brushed her teeth 19 times.

She is the centre of her own universe

In a cripplingly cold family walk a few weeks back, the April showers opened on us all unexpectedly so we had to dart back to the car and blast up the heaters. We were all numb with the frost and giggling about the fact we couldn’t feel our fingers. A little voice piped up from the back “Hey I’m freezing over here.” Erm… yes my darling as are we all. Conversations will be in full flow at the dinner table about an array of subjects but guaranteed at every turn she’ll attempt to turn to topics back to herself. “How many yogurts can I have for my pudding?”When I am 87 how old will you be?”

My way or the high way

She had me harassed (HARASSED I TELL YOU) this morning because she wanted to bring in sweets for her whole class to celebrate the fact her brother had made his first holy communion at the weekend. “But it’s not your birthday?!” “It wasn’t even your celebration?!” “We don’t have any?!” None of this mattered and she stood her ground. Yes she won. I hope her 30 classmates enjoy their blooming sweets today!!! And the clothes clash every weekend sends me insane. “No – pink tights do not go with green stripes and no you can’t wear my lipstick to church. Or my bra. It’s just no. Okay.”

I want all of these shoes, rubies in my crown and the world please.
On a pink plate – thanks x

She has an innate sense of injustice

She’s one of them – fight you for a pound but give you a hundred. If you are sharing sweets she calculates to the nearest crumb what everyone has. That’s not fair is her mantra and knows exactly whose turn it is to sit in the front of the car and sleep on the top bunk at Nanny’s house even if weeks have passed. But then will flash moments of blinding kindness to her little brother and cousins when no one is looking.

She likes “doing jobs”

She loves doing a little chore or going on a message. Forgotten the baby wipes mid-poo nappy change and she is the gal to have around. She’ll whizz upstairs eager to please. On Mother’s Day she insisted that Gabe’s school-made card was hers as she was his second mummy. I couldn’t argue. She’ll be the one picking him up when he topples over, reading him stories in his cot if he wakes too early in the morning and singing Twinkle Twinkle in a funny voice just to get a giggle.

Come to your second mummy for a complete crush

She holds grudges

I am not inviting Penny to my party this year okay Mummy!
Sure my little buttercup, but why?
Because she said she’d finished her work before me yesterday and it wasn’t even finished. And then she jumped the queue at lunch in front of Sally and that is just mean.
Okay, shall we worry about this in eight month’s time when it is actually your birthday.
Yes but she’s still not coming.

She spooks easy

She has a strange fascination with kidnappers. A week won’t go by without her whispering before bed: “Mummy I am scared that the kidnappers are going to come for me tonight.” For some reason I have an evil Peter Kay in the John Smith advert urge to say it is the robbers you need to worry about more. She’ll fret for hours. To the point I am wide awake at every noise outside waiting for the children pirates to arrive with their ghost ship and swipe my prized possessions and take them to Scary Mountain. Must stop having a wine before bed as it sends my imagination wild.

She wraps her daddy around her little finger

If I say no, he’ll be sure to say yes. And she knows it. I sort of admire it on some level. It is cunning and artfully done and the boys haven’t a clue.
“Hello Daddy are you okay? Was work good fun? Shall we have a biscuit? Shall I get it for you? No, no honestly I don’t mind.”
“Mummy doesn’t think it’s a good idea to wear red lipstick to church, but I think I’ll look pretty don’t you? And do you like my pink tights and green dress? Would you like a little hug from me because I love you.”

She rocks

End of.

What are little girls made of?
Lovely pig-headed beautiful awesome stuff.
Stuff, that if you could buy it in the shops, would sell out in seconds.

Her first Government meeting


20 Comments on What are little girls made of?

  1. Judith Hurrell
    May 19, 2014 at 10:23 pm (8 years ago)

    Aw, what a lovely post. I can't wait to see what a little personality my daughter has become when she is this age, I have a feeling I will be able to relate to you on the many of the above. It's already my way or the highway for her around here! x

  2. normaleverydaylife
    May 20, 2014 at 3:51 pm (8 years ago)

    So sweet! What a great way to describe your daughter. :)

  3. Jenny Ripatti-Taylor
    May 20, 2014 at 8:03 pm (8 years ago)

    Ahhh so sweet, what a lovely post. She sounds like so much fun. I love when they get to this age where their personalities really break out and shine! So funny too ! #wotsofunee

  4. Kerrie McGiveron
    May 20, 2014 at 10:48 pm (8 years ago)

    Aww this is lovely. I have three daughters and they are each so different – love the way that you have written about this beautiful young lady, you have really shown how unique and special she is to you, truly a post to cherish :) xxx

  5. Wally Mummy
    May 21, 2014 at 1:32 pm (8 years ago)

    oh yes… mine is a true manipulator especially when it comes to Daddy! Looks like an angel tho… of course :) lol xx

  6. Jess Paterson
    May 21, 2014 at 4:05 pm (8 years ago)

    This is such a great post, feel like I know your daughter a little bit now. It's funny to read from the perspective of one with three boys as these are things I will never experience. They are bossy in their own ways though, mind! Xx

  7. Hurrah For Gin
    May 21, 2014 at 6:44 pm (8 years ago)

    Ahhh she sounds like she totally rocks – what a little character! F hasn't clicked on to the concept of lying yet so if he doens;t do his teeth he will admit it – won't be long i am sure 😉 x

  8. Nikki Thomas
    May 22, 2014 at 5:33 pm (8 years ago)

    That is such a gorgeous post. She sounds like a wonderful little girl and very similar to my three year old daughter.

  9. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:08 am (8 years ago)

    I think that they are born with a stubborn gene – little rascals – it does better and better I promise xx

  10. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:09 am (8 years ago)

    Thanks… she's a bit sweet I suppose 😉 x

  11. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:09 am (8 years ago)

    This one has enough personality for us all I think. Thanks Jenny xx

  12. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:10 am (8 years ago)

    I love hearing about your daughters too – your house sounds as mad as ours – only peaceful place is the shed. I am turning into an old man x

  13. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:11 am (8 years ago)

    Daddies of the world watch out… good training for the husbands ha xx

  14. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:11 am (8 years ago)

    Boys are ace – know where you are with boys ha x

  15. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:12 am (8 years ago)

    Why won't they brush their teeth for the love of all things holy ha. He'll wise up soon – watch out ha xx

  16. Alison Bloomer
    May 24, 2014 at 9:13 am (8 years ago)

    Ah she is wonderful – thank you. Your little girl sounds gorgeous too x

  17. Sarah Wood
    May 24, 2014 at 3:51 pm (8 years ago)

    Fabulous post. She sounds such a feisty character. I recognise parts of my own daughter in her – wrapping Daddy round her little finger, a fear of criminals and a love of beautiful hair. But I also recognise my eldest son in her – the injustice and fairness of life is clearly an issue for eldest children.
    Thanks for sharing with Loud 'n' Proud.

  18. SarahMummy
    May 24, 2014 at 3:52 pm (8 years ago)

    PS That was MumofThree World commenting above – I accidentally used a redundant profile!

  19. Californian Mum in London
    May 24, 2014 at 9:15 pm (8 years ago)

    Lovely post! My six-year old daughter currently plays a similar teeth-brushing game. And she considers herself to be a second mother to her little brother too, calling him 'darling'. I think our daughters would get along quite well!

  20. Emma
    May 25, 2014 at 5:13 pm (8 years ago)

    Awwww, what a lovely post. My little girls seem to be made of stubbornness :-)


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