Pretty Pretty Princess

I had just started to fold the laundry this morning when I heard a disturbance down the hall. Jackson was chasing Alexia around and pulling on her blue Cinderella tutu yelling "That's MY princess!"

I'm sure that a better mom would say "don't worry son, we have more manly things like some trucks or GI Joe guys over here for you to play with" instead of "don't worry son, here is another tutu, and don't forget your pink tiara!".

Jackson and the girls had a great time playing "pretty, pretty princess". However, we could not convince him to put on the pink tiara.

Apparently the boy has his limits.

Oh and if he is mad at me when he is older for letting him wear a tutu and then taking a picture of it, I am going to kindly point out that at least his tutu matches his shirt. A non-matching tutu and shirt...........now that should be a crime.