'Mom I don't feel like a princess in this outfit.'
'Why not bug?'
'Well there is not any pink or purple and its just not like a princess!'
'Oh well don't princesses dress in different colors.'
'Mom I remember that story about the princess from other places that wear other colors but I live in Seattle and in Seattle princesses wear pink and purple. I'm a Seattle princess.'
'Oh really. Why do you need a prince?'
'Well momma I need someone to do the cooking!'
The only thing she may love more than being a princess is her lovie. Every single day when we get home she literally runs to get her lovie. Every day when we leave the house lovie is given one final kiss. If Henry is crying she will bring lovie over and rub his cheek with it to help him feel better.