"What are little girls made of??
Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of!"
The Rather Fancy Sleepover party (inspired by Fancy Nancy) was a huge hit. Oh it was Fancy. Oh it was Pretty. It was Little Girl Heaven.
Five little girls let loose in a room filled with satin and lace, makeup and bling...
Five little girls dressing to the nines in...
...glitter...
...perfume...
...nail polish...
...lipgloss...
...hairclips...
...feather boas...
...scarves...
...belts...
...sunglasses...
...stillettos...
Five little girls trying on outfits; "Which one suits me best?"
Five little girls smiling shiny-lipped at themselves in the mirror; pleased with what they see...
Five little girls squealing and giggling; five little girls posing and modelling, singing and dancing...
Five little girls with shiny lips and sparkly cheeks, tottering in stillettos.
(Er, four little girls here, one little girl was late)
Cupcakes and fairy cakes, sprinkles and roses. Served on best china and shiny glass dishes.
Five little ladies ringing for Jeeves, "Pour me some strawberry milk please!"
One little girl blows out six candles and cuts into her Rainbow Cake...
Ooooooh! Ahhhh!
Five little girls rugged up in their PJs, cosy around the firepit toasting marshmallows
Five little girls telling tall stories and listening to Jeeves' homemade fairytales.
One little Scrag cuddling up to a princess; a two-year-old chatting up Big Sister's friend.
Five little girls and one mum and dad, shrieking with laughter at Scrag.
Then two little girls went home...
Now there are three little girls snuggled in sleeping bags.
Three little girls whispering and giggling.
Three litle girls watching a movie.
Three little girls, finally snoring.
One tired mummy, stacking the dishes; one tired mummy sweeping up crumbs.
One tired mummy says, "Was it all worth it??"
Yes, yes, yes! They had so much fun!