Plastic Princess

                                                       Plastic Princess
     I was in a hurry today trying to buy some veggies to make a veggie platter for my hubby's
birthday dinner. I was lost in thought standing in the check-out line. There was a mother and her
little girl who seemed to be about three years old standing behind me, the little girl was crying, that's
what caught my attention. I tried to mind my own business but it turned out to be impossible when the
little girl pulled on my skirt and looked up at me with tear stained eyes. I shot the mother a quick
glance to see if it was ok with her that I address her young daughter. The mother smiled, and the little
girl began. She told me her name was Kelly, and she wanted to know if something her mommy had
just told her was true or not.
     I have to say that it wasn't an easy spot to be in, so I just smiled and turned around. Much to
my surprise the mother tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if I would mind answering the child's
question or else she would have a terrible ride home. I smiled a weak smile and reluctantly agree as
the Kelly tucked, or should I say hung on to my purse strap. Without wasting a second the mother
said to the child,"ok Kelly ask her!." All at once Kelly told me that she was a princess but that she
didn't want to wear a tiara. Kelly continued and said," is it true that you can't be a princess if you
don't wear a tiara?."  I smiled at the mom who was now looking at me with eyes that seemed to say
"Please , all I need from you is one little word, just one little yes." I thought about it for a minute
then I replied, "no Kelly, you don't have to wear a tiara to be a princess!" Oh wow! If looks could
kill I would of been yesterday's toast! The mother grabbed Kelly's hand angrily and stormed off with
the child before I could say another word.
     I can't say that I wasn't extremely happy that the mother chose to storm off, if she hadn't I
don't know what the next word out of her mouth would have been. I did hear the mother say to the
child as she nearly dragged her to another check-out that if she didn't wear a tiara, then she was
just a pretend princess. I don't know what the princess argument was about, in I never will,"thankfully,"
but I do know one thing. If one must wear a tiara to be a princess, then give me a peasant dress I will
be far happier wearing that than a tiara. Most importantly however, I am so glad that I don't have to
wear a tiara to be identified as God's daughter, a princess. Since my Father is the King, then there is
no question as to who I am, He has made it clear. Our tiaras are invisible in the present kingdom. Our
tiaras are made of a material that doesn't rust or break. Sometimes it isn't easy being the daughter of
THE King, but as long as He is there to pick us up when we fall, or need Him to hold us in His arms,
then hey, that's all I need to know! What about you sis?