Erin, who is almost 7, never really got into the princess "thing." But she KNOWS she is special. (well, wouldn't you feel special if you had doting grandparents and lots of them??/)And Erin knows how to live in the moment(s).
Meggan, who is 4 1/2 loves to dress in princess clothes. One time I took her for a manicure and she HAD to wear one of her princess gowns, wandt, shoes, crown and all. Makes sense to me. Recently when I was talking to her about her princess status, saying she was a princess, she looked at me and said "But, Nama, noone knows." Before you burst into tears, what she was saying was that the world didn't know YET.
Ally is almost 3 and spent last week with us. She is a full blooded princess already. I couldn't even tell you how many times in the week she said "Nama, I'm a pwincess....and you're a pwincess...and Meggan is a pwincess...and Mommy is a queen. But Papa and Daddy and Jack are pwinces!" When I asked her how she got to be a pwincess, she nonchalantly waved a magic wand and said "bippity boppity boo!" Hmmmmmmmmm, wasn't that the fairy godmother in Cinderella?
So I guess you are wondering why all the hype about princesses. I was just thinking how lovely and special and "royal" little girls often feel. To even imagine one could be compared to a princess, let alone BE one.....in those priceless "p(W)rincess" moments, they KNOW and BELIEVE in something wonderful, and not for one moment do they think it is unattainable. As adults, how many dreams, imaginings do we stifle? At what point do we lose that fairy tale belief? Of course there is no right or wrong answer. For me, I will continue to dance in "princessing" with them, happy to be part of the wonder and awe, the freedom to be in the moment.
Bippity boppity boo!