When I was little, I imagined myself a princess. I liked to try on my mother’s wedding dress and spin in it in front of the mirror. On my head I put on a shiny crown, which my grandmother widened with beads for the New Year. When the crown broke, I made myself a new one, made of cardboard, and decorated it with foil.
When I was 5 years old, I started asking my mom why they gave me such an ugly name. In response, I heard arguments for this particular name. And I wanted to be called Princess and nothing else.
I also often asked why we live in such a gray, ugly house, because the princesses should live in palaces! I imagined a pink palace with windows in the form of hearts. Mentally, I walked along the corridors, rested on a luxurious bed.
Sometimes I tried to make my dreams come true and depict the castle of my dreams on a sheet of paper. One of these drawings with the inscription Princess House has been preserved to this day.
My daughter also dreams of becoming a princess. She believes that she will surely meet the beautiful prince and give birth to three daughters who will be junior princesses 🙂 She was given a toy palace for her birthday. She does not depart from him! Now her favorite doll lives in this palace.
Do your daughters like princesses? Do they dream of living in fabulous palaces?