There is nothing better for a little girls heart than the joy of wearing a twirly dress and spinning. I remember loving it when I was little, it was magical. The feeling of being beautiful, feminine, and loved, pure freedom and innocence. Pure girl.
My daughter is discovering it.
I bought her an Easter dress the other day and when we got home I tried it on her to show daddy. Immediately noticing the feeling the dress made when she moved, it was instinct for Vienna to twirl. A few days later she got a package in the mail from her Uncle Zack and Aunt Jessie, in which was a beautiful little purple dress. I tried it on her to see how it fit and the first thing she said when I put it on her was, "Spin! Spin!" And she looked at me with fervent nods as if asking for my permission.
Yes, darling, you never need to ask to be feminine and free.
...And so she spun