Probably nothing to be too surprised about. A 10 year old girl who’s into fashion designing!
Last year, when Little Miss 10 was Little Miss 9, she started becoming extremely interested in drawing designs for dresses and clothes and stuff. Nothing that I’m familiar with as a guy.
But it’s been really interesting and rewarding to see this interest of hers bloom. It’s made me wonder – what things are there for kids in Perth to do related to fashion designing? Miss 10 has already started saying she wants to go Paris to see the fashion there! Should I bring her to the next Perth Fashion Festival?
Here are a sample of some of her early patterns/drawings – to others they may seem pretty ordinary, but I’m just amazed how unique each one is. In the coming week I’ll upload her designs from this year which are even more unique!
And so our little Miss 10 continues to be less a little girl.
It might be a taboo subject, but totally appropriate for my blog and a male living in a house with 3 females. A few weeks ago, Miss 10 and Wifey had to attend a mother-daughter talk at the school on menstruation. Uh huh.. the next step of growing up.
A female only night hosted by a local health nurse, all I heard was of how some mothers were giggling away and kids being embarrassed – probably not so much of the subject matter, but because their mothers were there!
I wondered – should I talk to Miss 10 about it at all? I mean, would that freak her out? What would I know? I decided to leave it to girl territory and telling myself to be patient when the time came.
But I’m bracing for the coming years when the worst case scenario could be 3 weeks out of every 4 being trouble. I think I need to start planning some sort of “man den” to escape to.
It’s amazing how innocent and truthful the words from a child can be.
When wifey and I were on holiday, the kids stayed over at my parents’ house. My mum had an old typewriter lying around that she had kept from years ago, not used anymore because it had been superseded by a computer.
However, she has since dusted it off and took it out for the kids. They LOVE to play with it, feeling the weight as they push down the keys, watching them strike the ribbon, hearing the bell ring at the end of each line.
One day in the holidays, our cheeky 7 year old typed out a little note for my 85 year old Grandmother (her Great Grandmother) who stays with my parents. She left it in the bathroom for her to find.
My Grandmother recently showed me the note that she now keeps with her. I read it and my heart smiled…