Princesses are Mrs. Sayuri’s (my daughter’s) world right now.
One of her favorite things to do is to play dress up – with her felt crown, sequined pink tutu and pink ballet slippers.
She asks me every imaginable question related to princesses. One of the most obscure questions was: “What do princesses eat for dinner?” I answered her, “Hard boiled eggs and toast with jam.” (Don’t ask me where that came from!) As a result, she insisted on eating like a princess that evening.
A few nights ago I mentioned to her that I had some princess crowns (from my high school homecoming days). Her whole face lit up as she got giddily excited.
We retrieved the crowns from storage and played pretend “Princess and Queen”. She tried to make Mr. Happy Feet don one for the role of Prince, but he was not very cooperative.
Then she went running into her daddy’s office and authoritatively informed him, “Daddy, did you know that Mommy is a real princess?”
From across the room I said, “I was once, but not anymore.”
To which she sweetly replied, “Mommy, you’ll always be a princess because you still have your crowns!”
