I have friends and relatives with princess-obsessed little girls who wear princess slippers and dress-up gowns and talk incessantly about Barbie Fairytopia. And while Maggie enjoyed princess slippers (mostly because of the shoe fetish), she basically remained aloof. Until yesterday.
During her usual daily bed-jumping romp she started yelling "Princess dance! Princess dance!" Then later she brought me Beauty and the Beast and insisted on watching "Princess show! Princess show!"
In fact, the only way I got her to stay in bed last night was by telling her a Princess story (being a good mother and knowing my daughter's preferences, I based the plot heavily around a Princess dance with princess shoes. Knowing my own preferences the princess shoes had taps affixed to the soles and made a cheery tap tap sound with every shuffle).
The princess stage has officially been entered. Bless us all.
P.S. It might interest you to know that while watching Beauty and the Beast yesterday, I noticed that the harried lady in the village who calls out in absolute desperation "I NEED 6 EGGS!" is juggling twin babies as well as 1 or 2 other toddler sorts . Oh I understand her insanity. I understand it so well.