7 layers of pink tulle an elastic waistband encased in deep pink linen and you have a tutu fit for a princess.  It was a normal Saturday morning and I had promised the little one a tutu.  She wants to be a ballerina.  She puts on her slippers and butterfly wings and pretends to be a flying ballerina with wings and I like to indulge and humor her childish fantasies.  She picked out the tulle herself and proudly told the sales man that it was for her

She sat very quietly while I cut the tulle, then used her own safety scissors to cut the scraps which she then tried stapling together.  She fell asleep in the middle and decided to take a nap. I put it on her which she was still asleep and  she was so excited when she woke up and put it to the test by jumping on the bed.  Our bed, which is already creaking and squeaking from all the jumping she does every day.

After she exhausted herself she looked at me and asked me to make another one, a blue one for me so we could both be ballerinas.