Sophia got this kitchen from her Oma last Christmas (over a year ago) and its been probably her most used toy. Daily we are treated to culinary creations including all manner of wood and plastic foods and delicacy’s. Her latest thing had been to cook up a “fricassee” mostly because of the name I’m thinking but it was always delivered with a signature plastic donut on top.
The other day I walked into her playroom to find Barbie, hanging quite literally from a thread. When I inquired about it I was told she had gone on a “hunt” and Barbie was waiting to be cooked for dinner. Am I supposed to be proud of her “creativity” or worried about her future as a barbie hunter? Troubling, a little troubling I’d say!