When bathing the Girl, her mother and I would encourage her to do the ‘mermaid hair’, which is to say dunk her hair back and let it fan around her like that of a mermaid. It helps rinse it out more thoroughly. Here’s a shot.
The Girl has a mermaid doll that she calls Princess Bella, whom she named herself when she was three. I don’t know where the name came from, but she still plays with Princess Bella today at her mum’s house.
What is it about mythical creatures that seem to transcend generations? Perhaps they allow us to think that somewhere, there are lands that are greater than ours, where beauty rules in place of greed.

