My daughter informed me a few weeks ago that she's Princess Pooty Pants. For those of you not familiar with this member of the Disney hoochie patrol, she's never made it on screen. She's been banished to the back of the kitchen. Where Cinderella would be if she had bad gas and butt as big as her wicked stepsister.
Yes, the big girls are always the baddies in kids movies. Which is why I've had a harder time than some moms accepting the princesses into our lives. But unlike my mother, who refuses to buy my daughter anything royal on principle (although somehow Tinkerbell has flitted through by batting her tiny wings), I've swallowed my own demons in favor of making my daughter happy
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