My baby is a princess. Not because we call her that, not because she loves all things pink and frilly. And not because of Disney and their exceptional merchandising skills. It is an attitude, a mindset. She truly believes that she is a princess and she has since the day she was born. While I firmly believe that she needs to learn that the world doesn't owe her anything, and she needs to be grateful for all that she has, she is only 3. A recent conversation with The Princess went as follows:
ME : If you are a princess, then am I a queen?
PRINCESS (with all the wisdom and authority of Yoda himself): No Mama, you the Wicked Queen.
ME: Thanks.
PRINCESS: But you not THAT wicked...
And a blog title was born.
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