Lately, Adelaide has become quite fond of The Princess and The Pea by Lauren Child. It really is a beautifully-made book. And I so love the way the classic fairy tale has been adapted in a way that the 'princess' is quite secondary to a strong, smart and clever girl who lives in a treehouse and loves adventure.
I love how favorite books like this weave their way into our daily lives - in the language ("fascinating" and "mesmerizing" are new favorite words of hers); in our conversations ("is everybody a princess, Mama?"); and in our play. With animals and dolls and dress up, the stories come to life in each child's own special way. It really is one of my favorite things to watch happen with little ones.
Playing the Princess and the Pea is lots of fun. But, truth be told, the pile of "12 mattresses" (our pillows) being dragged about the house - and outside of the house - wasn't really working for me anymore (picture laying your head upon a pillow that's been dragged through a wet spring ground. Or, alternatively, the pile of laundry that washing said pillowcases would create. Exactly). So we needed ourselves a clever, fun and crafty solution.
With Steve and the boys away on an all-day adventure this week, Adelaide and I (and Harper too) spent the day making this little play set for her. (In mind were Manda's beautiful Princess and the Pea sets from several years ago, the Haba game of the same tale, and the paper aspect of the Lauren Child book.) {update: Manda currently has some available in her shop!}
We first made some paper dolls (on watercolor paper, and later adhered to mat board). I drew and painted as Adelaide directed - "Purple flowers on her skirt!" There's a 'daytime' princess and a 'pajama princess,' as you can see. Then we moved onto some sewing. Adelaide chose all the fabrics, counted pieces and 'sewed' with me - 'guiding' the fabric through the machine while sitting on my lap, and 'thread-snipping' each mattress. (She's quickly baby-stepping her way to using that machine herself, I tell you.) A needle-felted pea was in order. And then, of course, the whole thing needed a bag to keep all the pieces together.
After all of that making, there was nothing left to do but play. All afternoon long, that princess (the real life version and the paper one) made tree houses, rode bicycles, and often stopped to rest upon those mattresses. We played, she played, and we chatted (the conversation never stops with this sweet one). When her brothers came home, they declared a ladder was needed to climb all those mattresses, and then promptly built one for her with love (and the last garbage ties in the house. Oops).
Oh my, these are the days. The days that have the power to balance out a months' worth of sleepless nights, of laundry and bills and too much time in the kitchen, of squabbling siblings, of my patience being stretched so very thin, of breastmilk and peanut butter stained everything.
These are the kinds of days in which I am quite certain I have the best job in the whole wide world. A fascinating job in which I'm surrounded by some mesmerizing little people.
A fairy tale, indeed.