The following vignette occurred at my house this morning. I need some outside opinions to tell me whether I should be worried or not.
Here we go...
Ready?
Are you SURE?
Daughter: (gesturing to doll on the table) "Hey, Mom! What's that thing?"
Mom: "One of your old Bratz dolls."
Daughter: "Huh. *shrug* Okay."
Daughter walks away without so much as a FLINCH!
Didn't even BLINK AN EYE at the fact that I had turned one of her old dolls into an alien.
Shall I be happy that she understands that Bratz dolls are a symptom of the general ills of society as a whole or be worried that she thinks it is normal for her mother to make, um, aliens and such?
Any thoughts?
This redo isn't quite finished. She needs all of the bells and whistles and evil alien stuff. And to have a gown not made of cheap paper towels. I'll post her when she is done and ready for sale.
Until next time, happy restructuring!
Theresa
