I no longer care. They want to be Disney princesses, that's fine. They want Sarah to be "Cinderella", whatever. The poor child has so many nicknames that I'm not sure that she knows her name actually is Sarah. To tell you the truth, I care so little about being referred to as "Snow White" that I forget that's whom I am supposed to be. Whatever makes my little darlings happy, makes me happy too!
I really wanted a garden gnome. I know, tacky, tacky, tacky! But I wanted one. So I went out and got one. I was pleased as could be when I plunked Norm, that's his name, in the garden. I found the children and showed Norm off to them. Ta da...!
Katie said, "Snow White, you have a dwarf!". Right. I am Snow White and I have a dwarf named Norm. Bethie starting looking for the other six dwarfs. I explained that I only had one dwarf because that was all I needed. I was promptly informed that I was wrong, and was instructed to produce six more.
When we came across the 7th dwarf, we couldn't decide between the two choices... so we took both!
Transformation complete! I was now Snow White with all my dwarfs (I had to tell the girls that I was fancier than the real Snow White and that's why I get 8 dwarfs. They bought it.). I was pleased and delighted that my girls would finally be happy with all these dwarfs... until Bethie said "But I wanted real dwarfs!".