Lots of Emma’s friends are turning three, which means we’ve gone to some great birthday parties. One of Emma’s friends had an all girl princess party – even Cinderella was invited!! A real live princess!
After the parents got out all of our giggles one dad pointed out you might see a group of grown men acting similarly if Brett Favre had shown up.
She ran over to Matthew and made sure he saw what she was seeing, “that’s Cinderella, dad”.
I am sure I am to blame for some (or all) of her skepticism. I haven’t exposed her to a lot of the princess stuff. I figure the fairy princess marketing machine will get to her at some point. Of course we have dress ups and wands and crowns, and she’s even been heard shouting, “I am a princess!”, but we’re a little behind as far knowing who is who in the world of princesses. Last summer she would ask for Cinderella, which meant she wanted a slice of mozzarella cheese. I am certain princesses eat cheese.