It's time for me to take a break from my commentary on market conditions and local places and events. It's time for me to write a completely personal blog, one that I will print and save for later. And here it is.
Yesterday my oldest daughter turned three. It marks, for me, three years of parenthood and two in real estate. For her, it was a day of pampering and love. And I hope we made her really happy. I think we did. So, you see... she's changed her name. The one we so carefully chose as one we hadn't heard too much in a while, but it was normal enough to not get made fun of in school was not the right one, apparently. Never mind that we fought about it, went through hundreds of others before se
ttling on it, and really loved it. We made part of it individual and part of it from the family, so she will always have something of her own and something from her history with her.
Nope, none of that counts when a three year old decides that her name is Princess Cinderella. And this is not a casual name change, this is serious. It's been going on for months and shows no signs of letting up, so we did the princess thing yesterday. All day long, my little girl WAS Cinderella.
She started off with breakfast at a table strewn with rose petals (fake, of course) and ended her evening with a cruise in her brand new Princess Solstice in the back yard. In between, we had her pictures taken at a studio, lunch at McDonald's so she could play on the playground, balloons galore, friends gathering for cake, and presents!
It was a picture perfect day for this little princess, but it was so simple. We could all take a lesson from her in sheer joy. The things that made her the happiest were the things that didn't even register on our radar ahead of time. She was delighted with the attention from everyone. The greeter at Wal- Mart burst into song when we told him about it being her big day. She blushed, but loved every second. That was free. I let her wear her princess dress all day from last Halloween and she felt so special. That was free. We played what she wanted to play and sang the songs she wanted to sing, and she felt like royalty. That was free.
It was a wonderful day. I told her as she drifted off to sleep that she will always be our princess. And do you know what she said? She said, "I know."
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