Princess

Our precious one has been quite princess obsessed lately. Bobby and I were laughing after taking her to roam Toys R Us on Sunday at her attraction for all things royal. We wanted to get some ideas for her birthday (which she is talking about 199 times a day) and Christmas. If you haven't been lately, they have lots of fun stuff set up in anticipation of Christmas and you can spend hours in there letting them play and roam for free (if you can say NO over and over!). She found this crown and earrings set for $4 and suckered Daddy into buying it for her. Neannie bought her the Cinderella costume and Sweecie bought her another pink princess dress so we are hardly ever in normal clothing these days.
All of this has really made me giggle remembering. My brother, Hal, always LOVED to dress up. He would watch a movie and literally, within minutes of the credits would have ran to his room and created a costume depicting the character we just watched in the movie. The funniest part was he was vigilant about the details. Even down to Superman's curl. He wanted to look JUST like them.
Abby Kate has inherited his same love of details and costumes. When she puts the Cinderella dress on, she wants Cinderella hair, down the the random ribbon I had laying around that I attempted to make look like Cinderella's. And she wants the crown, and earrings and wand. She sits and looks at her self in the mirror for ridiculous amounts of time admiring her beauty. She loves to hear us tell her how beautiful she is!
On the way home that day, B and I mused at God's design. Our little girl, who has never watched a princess movie, knows the attraction of royalty. She doesn't know the princess is the daughter of a king. One who is historically doted upon and loved by all her countrymen. She doesn't know that men would give their lives to fight for her hand. She doesn't know that she was an heir to the throne. She just knows they are beautiful and special. She sees their picture on boxes and commercials and wants to emulate them.
Just a word little one, remember as you grow up, you ARE a princess. Chosen and dearly loved by the King of Kings. It is in HIM that you find your worth, your truest beauty. It is in HIM that your identity will be found. Rest in that...always. Your Daddy and I pray that for you with all of our hearts!