Around Halloween, my daughter decided she wanted to be a princess. Cinderella, specifically. I personally think Cinderella is a kick-butt princess, so that was cool with me. I wasn’t all that keen on a Disney Cinderella costume, though. They looked kind of cheap, plus Disney’s Cinderella isn’t my favorite version of that particular princess.  I like Jim Hines’ version a lot, but then I can’t exactly read his stuff as bedtime stories to my three year old. Now, her older brother had an obsession with dinosaurs that had lasted a long time, and right around then it started to morph into an obsession with dragons. Finding a cool dragon costume is a challenge, let me tell you, but we found one that rocked. My mother found an elegant, sparkly royal blue princess dress with a hoop for my daughter, and she was in princess heaven. But her princess wasn’t going to be the victim of any dragon. She announced that she was a “giant princess” who could beat the dragon. And she has steadfastly stuck to that. She insisted on wearing the dress to our Mother’s Day brunch, and was really cute, but whenever someone tried to compliment her appearance, she announced indignantly “I’m a GIANT princess”!

Our zombie editor, the lovely and talented Michele Lee, has brought a link to my attention that makes me think of my daughter’s princess attitude (although she’s a little young to share it with). She likes Disney princesses, but sometimes she just doesn’t get why they act the way they do. Princesses that can take out dragons, now that she can understand.