The Truth Comes Out

We have countless Ariel figurines.

There's the hairless Ariel Polly Pocket that came with different clothes that are now all torn in half. No one plays with her or her clothes, yet I'm not allowed to throw her away. Or her hair.

Then there's the Ariel we got at Disneyland. She is wearing her mermaid fin and came accompanied by King Tritan, Eric and the rest of her little under the sea companions.

Lastly, there's the Ariel cake topper figurine in her pink fancy dress that came with the rest of the Disney princesses from the Disney store.

At least daily, there is an argument and fight over this last Ariel. Everyone wants this fancy dressed Ariel. I never understood why. Her arms don't move, you can't change her clothes...

Then, I was playing with the girls and they both wanted to get me Ariel. Gwen got to the fancy pink dressed Ariel first. Gabriella broke down. I mean really broke down. She was overly dramatic, unreasonable, and inconsolable over having to play with the mermaid dressed Ariel.

Finally, through her cries she said, "I don't WANT to play with this Ariel. She shows her BELLY."

The truth finally comes out. It all makes perfect sense. And now, thinking of the countless, Gabriella break downs I witnessed, I smile a very proud smile.

Now, if only we could get Gwen on board the modesty train. She would rather throw a tantrum over putting her shirt on. She is very proud of her rolly polly belly. We certainly have a streaker on our hands.

And since everyone is throwing tantrums, I wish I too, could cry when I see certain young girls showing their bellies...sheesh.