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On Princessing – How to Wear Your Invisible Crown

Instructions for the modern princess.

Instructions for the modern princess.

I have the very definition of a girly-girl for a daughter. She loves pink, dancing, baby dolls, shoes, shopping, and, of course, Princesses. Hence her nickname here, Princess.

Pink is not my favorite color. I despise shopping. I have a degree in Forestry and a career in automotive sales.  I do love shoes, though.

Coming to grips with the presence of princesses in our life was easier than I thought, though. First, if my daughter is a princess, I’m the Queen. Which is cool. And even the Disney princesses aren’t that bad.

The Disney Princess movies are awesome- great music, girls on adventures, plot twists, etc., but I worried a little when I thought about the message being sent. Would Princess expect to grow up and be a princess?  (Read this awesome post if you need support in accepting the ladies of Disney:  In Defense of Disney Princesses)

Then, I realized if I travelled that road of logic, I’d have to do some SERIOUS thinking before I let my son watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Also, I remembered that I had once lived in a castle (see then pic here) and wore a crown along with a bunch of other amazing women. We even had a chef.  Once each week we’d dress up and gather in our formal dining room where strapping young

Zeta Tau Alpha, OSU

men would serve us a delicious (unless it was squirting chicken) meal.  Occasionally, during these meals, we’d even burst into songs about flowers, castles, and boys.

You see, I was a member of Zeta Tau Alpha at Oklahoma State. Our open motto is “Seek the Noblest” and one of our symbols is a five-pointed crown. A couple amazing pointers I received, straight from the ZTA creed, are about the nobility of serving others and finding satisfaction in being rather than seeming.

That’s some princessing I could sink my teeth into and guide my daughter by.

Since I despise the Disney Princess decor (It’s just a thing, I hate that shade of pink and also dislike the cost), I’m always looking for Princess stuff that is outside the box.

A pretty graphic of princessing guidelines would be a nice touch on my Princess’s wall. I have always liked the “Always Wear Your Invisible Crown” bit, so I decided to provide some instruction on how to keep said crown on your head. I think it still needs work as far as its appearance before it gets hung on the wall.  The message seems worth sharing now, though, especially with people who have a princess in their home.

My daughter and I discussed the concept last night while I was putting her to bed. I told her she can’t look down on anyone and has to keep her chin up. She told me she was excited because she has 15 invisible tiaras in her closet. She got up, in fact, and found one that was too small for her and gave that one to Louie, our cat. As far as I know, he’s still got it on. Maybe he’ll appreciate the advice, too.

Happy Princessing!

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Princessisms Part 1

Princess has always had an excellent vocabulary and impressive eloquence. As the first child and first grandchild, she was exposed mostly to adults and I think that’s why she picked up on speaking so quickly.

When she was two, she could tell you that photosynthesis was how plants made food from sunlight. I have to credit Chris Rowland’s (formerly Ray Cycle) music for that.

(Honest mommy side note: I’m being polite here. The kid’s obviously a genius and way smarter than everyone else’s kid. C’mon, you know the same is true about your kid.)

Still, there are moments I’m reminded that she is, indeed, new to this planet. Her understanding of certain concepts, while quite logical, lacks experience. It can be very funny. Here are some examples:

1. Ambiguous Pronouns and Deciduous Trees. I think this was even before Princess turned three. Driving on a somewhat rural road, I pointed out that the trees’ leaves were turning pretty colors and falling off. She asked me why the leaves would fall off. I said, “It will be cold soon, so the trees drop their leaves so they don’t freeze.” She thought that was silly, “because blankets keep you warm!”

2. Becoming Royalty. Princess is told many times a day that she is a princess. I like to give her a reality check once in a while by reminding her that she’s only a princess because I’m the queen. When my brother got married, Princess was honored to be their flower girl. She’d never been to a wedding so I was trying to explain the details to her. I showed her pictures of when I got married. She had a good question: “Is that the day daddy became a king?” Of course I didn’t blink or even pause. I just said yes.

3. Licensing and Certification. Shortly after our ski trip (referenced in “Whiskey’s in the Cabinet”) my parents took Princess to a camper show. They stopped to look at a beautiful, fully-loaded, celebrity-tourbus-type Class A. Unimpressed by the granite counters or fully functional fireplace, Princess wanted to sit in the driver’s seat and pretend to drive it. Unfortunately, it was occupied by a sales representative. She asked the salesperson if she could sit there. He laughed, told her no and asked if she had a driver’s license. “Well, no,” she answered, “But I did go to ski school,” she countered, and then sheepishly admitted, “but I’m not married yet.” I’m not quite sure what this says about my driving or what she believes the requirements to be.

4. Musical Composition. My husband has implied that I must have has an affair with a Von Trapp because living with Princess is like living in a musical. One day, she was singing along about “mommy and daddy take me to the playground…” Or something along those lines. I asked her if it was a song she’d written. She quickly said no. I prodded her about where she’d first heard the song if it wasn’t an original. She said, “I didn’t hear it anywhere.” I told her that means she wrote it. “No, I didn’t write it down Mommy, I don’t know how to write it. I just made it up in my head.”

5. Ikea as a Vacation Destination. March put Princess in her first semester of preschool. The routine of school delights kids this age. Weekends, snow days and national holidays are disappointing and hard to understand at that age. Then, April vacation rolled around and really messed with Princess’s head. The week before, she mentioned she wanted to go to Ikea (she loves that place.) I told her that was something we could do on her vacation. She got all excited, thinking about last summer’s vacation to Strawberry Park, I’m sure. “We’re going on vacation? Where are we going?” I told her we weren’t going anywhere, she was just getting a break from school. Of course this was awful, Princess didn’t want a break, she loved school. I told her even if she didn’t want one, Miss A, her preschool teacher, certainly deserved one. Again, she was totally stoked. “Wait? You mean I’m going on vacation with Miss A? Are my mom and dad gonna be there?” The conversation just got more confusing after that. I think by the time I changed the subject, she was convinced that she and Miss A would be spending the week alone, jumping on beds, sitting on tiny stools and eating Swedish meatballs to their hearts’ content.

Oh the things she will learn no thanks to me. Sigh. And there are more of these I will share soon.

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