Princess Lia

One day this week, it was a surprisingly warm afternoon, and I forced my husband to go out to the front yard to take my weekly maternity pictures.  Naturally our daughter is always in tow because she loves the outdoor.  Typically she entertains herself during the five minute stretch that it takes to complete the session.  But that day, she twirled and danced and laughed herself silly, and her dad cannot help but join her.  I grabbed the camera from him and start shooting...

Recently, whenever she puts on a dress, she calls herself a princess. Now, her father and I had talked about not indulging her to have a princess complex, so we never even mention the word princess around her other than when we watch a princess movie. Somewhere along the way, she got it in her head that a dress equals princess, and twirls accordingly. It really is sweet. We don't discourage it, but we also don't encourage it either. We let it play out as it should.

On a different note, I simply adore their relationship. They have a very natural father-daughter relationship that is so different from mine and I love it whenever I get to be a witness to it, which luckily is very often. He really is a very good dad to our girl.