Princesses are the new Santa

Nicole is obsessed with princesses. She told me other night she wants to be a princess when she grows up and asked how she would be able to do that. I told her that Mark and I would have to be a King and Queen which we're not, or she would have to marry a prince. She agreed that marrying a prince would be the way to go. Then she said "I'll marry a prince like Daddy". :)

Anyway, yesterday Nicole was asking lots of questions about princesses, where they live, why we don't see any here, etc. We told her that some countries have princesses and some don't and that we don't have any in Canada. She proceeded to tell us that Florida has princesses. Not catching on at this point, we tell her that no, the US doesn't have princesses. Then she tells us about Cinderella, Belle, Ariel, etc. who live at Disneyworld. Right, we get where we are going now. So we start to tell her that Cinderella and Belle aren't real and that those are just people dressing up. Silence. Mark and I look at each other, realizing our mistake. A quick whispered conversation (we were in the car) between Mark and I determines that we are okay with her believing in princesses for now. Luckily, Nicole doesn't believe me and tells me how she met Cinderella at her friend's birthday party, so she has to be real. Phew, crisis averted.