And we did!
The Princess is 5, but has already acquired the fine art of girly window-shopping. She knows we're 'just looking, thanks' and none of these delectable goodies will be finding its' way back to Dreary Town with us, but that doesn't stop her from enjoying them one little bit.
So we danced and whirled from one gorgeous display to the next, admiring cushions and lamps and pictures and curtains and bowls and sofas and beds, and I was quite surprised by her taste.
Yes, she is still totally enthralled by anything coloured Lurid Pink, and if it has the word BARBIE stamped anywhere on it, she's in heaven, but she is also developing a sense of her own style (if you can have such a thing at 5) and we had a fabulous time between the two of us.
Mother-Daughter moments.... what's not to love?