Today, Evelyn went to the dentist for the first time. She has twelve teeth and I am a big believer in keeping those precious chompers healthy. To prepare her for the visit, I told her that we would be meeting some new people and we were to going to show off her big-girl teeth. I mentioned that the nice, new people would tickle her teeth a little with a brush. She seemed to understand, still, I was nervous when we headed into the office. Evelyn doesn't always love it when I brush her teeth, so I wasn't sure how she would feel about a stranger doing it.
Fortunately, everyone we encountered in the office was incredibly friendly and upbeat. Evelyn warmed up within seconds because even the receptionist gave us an almost over-the-top warm welcome. The dental hygienist was very patient, gentle, and wonderful with Evelyn. She even suggested that Evie "taste" her pink gloved finger tip-- a great trick actually, because Evelyn thought it sounded silly but fun and she opened right up. The dentist was also patient and incredibly upbeat. They also showered Evelyn with praise and stickers. We will definitely stick with this dentist because I am thrilled with the way the staff interacted with my daughter.
There were a couple of
minor blips though. I cringed a little as the dentist called the paste "princess candy" and praised Evelyn for her beautiful "princess smile." I know, I know, it is not a big deal. Not at all really, but the hygienist had already selected a Disney Cinderella sticker for Evelyn-- who was enamored with the fish sticker, actually (she later got to take the fish sticker as well, so she was thrilled). The generous sprinkling of "princess" triggered some thinking on my part though, because the dentist's office is hardly alone in the assumption that little girls from birth onward must yearn to be princesses-- and Disney ones, at that.
Why are we pushing princesses onto little girls? I'm not sure if it is our own romanticized memories of childhood or not, but it seems that adults are convinced that certain consumer items and characters are the epitome of fun. Fortunately, because Evelyn is still a young toddler (and probably because of my choice of social circle), we haven't encountered too much Disney princess paraphernalia. As we broaden our horizons and meet more parents and tots, however, I find that if I respond honestly to questions like "Who is her favorite princess?" I am met with a raised eyebrow or worse. I hate to be on the receiving end of the
look that implies that I am denying my daughter some innocent pleasure because I haven't heavily marketed the Disney brand in our house. Seriously, it's the same look some parents give when they find out that Evelyn doesn't know the Sesame Street characters.
Honestly, I don't walk around with a "boycott your TV" shirt. Lord knows I enjoy a good episode of 30 Rock now and again. I simply fail to see any value in teaching brand loyalty to a toddler. I absolutely love the
Campaign for a Commercial-free Childhood. My intention is not to say that a parent who allows her child to watch a cartoon is inherently wrong. I just wish parents-- and all adults really-- would realize that babies, toddlers, and even older kids are not hardwired with a
need to plop in front of flashing screen for hours a day.
The absence of a favorite TV or movie character does not automatically mean the absence of fun. Evelyn has so many favorite things right now and most of them are little games she has invented.* So please, save your pity. My daughter is not suffering for lack of Elmo or Cinderella.
*For instance, Evelyn's train set has a bridge with bars that raise and lower and she has endless fun driving one of the train engines (with her own sound effects of course) up to the first bar and exclaiming "Excuse me! Excuse me!" before letting the train pass through. Repeat fifteen times and you've got yourself an amazing game.