Victoria is a Princess

My three year old daughter is certain she is a princess. The moment I finally believed this conviction of hers was when I sent her to brush her teeth, she readily said, yes and walked towards the bathroom, then paused, turned to me and said in her inquisitive voice “mom, do princesses brush their teeth?” She was very serious, and I knew my answer would determine the health of her teeth from that moment on so I refrained from laughing and said a definite “yes, they do”. And off she was to brush her beautiful, tiny teeth.

My daughters never stop amazing me. Here she is, only three years old and already knowing what she wants, what she likes and how to get it. She looks in the mirror and knows she’s beautiful, when I want to help her with some minor, simple task (usually, I must confess, to get it done quickly) she will protest and remind me she can do it herself. She questions everything, but doubts nothing. Her mornings invariably begin with “can I have something to eat?” and “can I put on my Snow White dress?”.

I envy her. I am 30 years older than her and most days I don’t know what to wear and walk out of my house still uncertain if I look decent, I look in the mirror and see my flaws, I often question my decisions and don’t know exactly what I want for breakfast as I’m standing in line at the cafeteria at work. All these little and big decisions that I can’t make as quickly as she can fill my mind and take the space of what should be happy thoughts, plans for life and bright ideas. Which is what fills her beautiful, fresh mind.

Many can argue that her decisions and problems are simple, but they’re not so simple if you’re only three years old. Still, she’s a go-getter; she’s strong, resilient, bright and sometimes even sweet.
Wouldn’t life be so much better if we learned from our children instead of spending our time trying to teach them. Teach them what? They are born survivors and givers and innocent – we are probably responsible for changing that somewhere along the way.

So, I have my princess and I am trying hard to learn from her. Who would’ve thought? I never was the type of girl who wanted to be a princess because in my mind, they were too wimpy – but thanks to Victoria I know that a girl can be a princess and a warrior and an intellect all at once.

Thanks Victoria, you might be a princess in appearance, but to me, you’re a knight in shining armor.