I’m A Princess

One of the things I love as a mother is watching their personalities develop. I love to see them develop likes and dislike. Granted I don’t always appreciate the dislikes but I love that they are developing that sense of self. I love to see those traits come out that are hardwired into them, that weren’t taught, that are just part of who they are.

Recently LM has come to the realization that she’s a princess. If I put a nightgown or fancy dress on her she’ll say, “I’m a princess.” Then she goes in search of a crown. The first time she did it I couldn’t stop laughing. I quickly realized that it wasn’t to be a one time occurrence. She has since added to the princess demands. Something that can be hilarious and frustrating to me at the same time.

As a baby/toddler any time I would try to put a puffy, frilly dress on her she would twist and fight until I gave up. Now she welcomes some clothes. But it’s not just the clothes. Just this morning as I did her hair the two buns were not enough. She kept saying, “hair! hair” Meaning: give me a masterpiece. When I pulled out a crocheted headband that did the trick (thank you, Amy!) and she was able to move on.

My baby is growing up. And turning into a princess.