Monday, August 13, 2012

Princesses and the five second rule

Hannah is not amused by your interest in photographing her with stuff on her head... 
These pictures crack me up. I know I'm a little bit biased, but I think Hannah is kind of hysterical/awesome. Her big thing lately is that wearing a dress/skirt=being a princess. And only when she is a princess can she wear her sparkly shoes. It is sort of cute, but there is also the whole thing about the princess phenomenon being a first step "down a path to scarier challenges, from self-objectification to cyberbullying to unhealthy body images" (Little girls or little women? The Disney princess effect). But I think we're all gonna be OK here. Because 1) this phase probably isn't a big deal in the first place (given the greater context of our awesome parenting, natch.) and 2) because I found this on Pinterest: The Ultimate Guide to the Independent Princess: A Mighty Girl's top picks of books starring Independent Princesses. These princesses are smart, daring, and aren't willing to wait around to be rescued - more than likely, they'll be doing the rescuing themselves! (thanks, Kate!) We already own The Paper Bag Princess. And it is awesome. I'm excited for Hannah to discover that princesses can wear more than dresses, like more colors than pink, and do more things than just sparkle. (not that there is anything wrong with pink or dresses or sparkles. But generalized phrases can foster stereotypes in kids, that's all I'm saying.)

So when I'm not fighting negative gender stereotyping, patriarchy, and the objectification of women, I'm trying out recipes on Pinterest. Not really. Not at all. But I did make this
You just squoosh canned biscuits flat (I used wheat ones), and stuff them with scrambled eggs and sausage (it said bacon, but I love turkey sausage with my biscuits. it also said cheese, but I just wasn't in the mood for cheese), make them into a ball, put a little egg white and pepper on them, and then cook them like normal (same time/temp) in a cupcake pan. Hannah insisted they were cupcakes and had candy in them. Which I did not argue with. They are perfect for to-go breakfasts, because your sausage won't fall out when you are walking up the stairwell at work and make you want to cry and/or just pick it up and eat it anyway. True story.

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