Fancy is a State of Mind


My Mama tells me that I “clean up really well.” I don’t really know what that means yet, but Mama tells me that I will understand one day when I am bigger. All that I know is that sometimes I just want to put on a fancy party dress  and I want to have cheerleader pom poms to jump up and down and yell and run through the house. I already know all about fancy, and fancy is what you want for it to be. A cheerleader princess? That can be a great definition of fancy. Fancy is a state of mind, and I am one of the fanciest that has ever been.

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About doriandean

My name is Dorian Annabel. At 5-years-old, I have my hands in everything that I can. I want to see, hear, and smell it all. I don't completely understand the Internet and blogging yet, but Mama says it's another way to see and touch the world, so I'm in. Since I'm still a little baby, my Mama and Daddy, Amy and Spenser Dean, are helping me to create this blog. My fingers just don't work quite fast enough yet.

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