'Tis the season for sulking Angel's!!

Faa laa laa laa laaaaaaaaaaaaa laa laa laa laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Xmas is upon us and this can only mean one thing... School Nativity play's!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE them. Kids crying... pushy parents fighting over who's child gets the lead part ahhhhh the joys!!!

Personally I don't give a crap... when Angelina came home with a face like thunder a couple of weeks ago because she was a sheep I just laughed. It was funny though!!!

"I'm a sheep Mummy." she said completely straight faced. Jake snorted.

"Ok babe, well sheep are cute!! That's good!! isn't it?? I love sheep, I'm sure you'll be fabulous."

Her face never moved, I just got that evil "Damian Thorn" kinda glare she gives off when she's pissed. So being frightened that her head would start spinning and the Linda Blair pea soup was heading my way I did what any normal parent would do... I kept babbling.

"I bet you're the best sheep there is darling, do you have any lines? what do you say?? hmm?? what do sheep say?"

"Moo." says Angelina. I thought Jake was gonna pee his pants.

So I patted her on the head and said in my knowing Mummy voice "Don't worry sweetheart, I don't think you'll be a sheep for long."

Later that same night she decided she was going to be Mary. The fact that Kaycie is playing Mary is obviously not a problem because "I AM MARY!!!!!!!" is obviously going to make sure that she gains the part she requires, regardless of what I, or Kaycie or even (Mrs) 'Robinson' says... Later I talk Angelina out of being Mary by reminding her of Lola and her school play and how she wanted to be the sun but couldn't be because Lotta was the sun and Lola had to be a leaf, but she was the BEST leaf there... she sat nodding and then announced.

"You are right Mummy. I don't want to be Mary anymore." I breathed a sigh of relief...slightly too soon though....

"I'll be Lola instead."


OH F*CK!!!!!

"Angelina I don't remember Lola being in the Nativity... I'm pretty sure she's never been to Bethlehem....."

but she wasn't listening.... I had a lot of explaining to do at school the next day anyway...

I knew she wasn't happy with what she got and so I wasn't surprised when she told me last night that she wasn't in the play anymore...so I asked her why not...

"BECAUSE..." she said with her hands on her hips "ROBINSON says I have to be Santa."

So I'm enthusiastic and trying to tell her that Santa is very important etc but she's having none of it.

"Santa is a boy. He has a beard. I am an Angelina, they are girls."

I quickly hit on the fact that they want her to be Mrs Claus and try to explain but no, Heather, Megan and Chloe (the best friends) are Angel's and that's what Angelina wants to be "Because I am an Angel, Cos its says so in mine name and on my t-shirt dunt it Mummy?"

*le sigh*

We go to school this morning and Mrs Robinson stops me in the cloakroom to ask if Angie mentioned it. Apparently she point blank refused to take part in the rehearsals yesterday and at one point even tried her luck by calling the teachers bluff and suggested she would have to just sit with Mum and watch instead... Angelina it seems was holding all the right cards and Mrs Robinson wondered if I might have managed to persuade her? I know my Daughter very well and so admit defeat immediately...

"You've no chance."

looking a little shocked, Mrs Robinson gives it a quick mental assessment and caves like a true professional that knows when she's beaten!!!

"Ok, so we have 4 Angel's and no Mrs Claus, nevermind...Santa wasn't married anyway!!!" and she puts her head around the nursery door and says "Angelina...would you be in the play if I make you an Angel?"

My beautiful (and very determined, annoyingly headstrong and slightly demon-like) daughter flashes her winning smile and nods her head in a 'butter wouldn't melt' kind of way.

Then she turns to her sister and says.....

"See."

I love that little bitch. LOL