I, being the sheltered girl that I was, sat there in astonishment as my teacher started asking the class different names society had for women - and the entire class started spewing out horrible words, and she wrote each and every one of them on her board.
Yet, even 15 years later, I still don't agree that many of those words equate to being a woman, a real woman.
With my girls I constantly encourage them to be whatever they want to be. Emma wants to be a pediatrician - and she's already collecting stuff for her doctor kit and begs to watch Dr. Oz as much as possible. Lily is newly 3 and still wants to be Barney...or a singer, it depends on the day. But regardless, they are both princesses.
Not the helpless, damsel in distress type of princess (although Dave encouraged that when Emma was little by telling her that princesses shouldn't have to walk up stairs. That stopped when I was the one doing most of the lifting.) But the royal, special, distinguished, princess.
For two reasons: 1. Because they are children of God - priceless and wonderful. 2. Because they are our daughters and need to know that they aren't just happenstance creatures...but they were created for a purpose.
So, when I read an article recently that was talking about how our girls were all princesses now and we are peddling backwards in the woman's right movement by pushing this all pink, uber feminine, doll playing roll on our daughters - I got irritated.
Emma, as we speak, is laying in her bed wearing a Cinderella dress with her stethoscope around her neck. I don't think princess = entitled. I think bad parenting, or parenting that is over indulgent (like telling little girls that they shouldn't have to walk) creates entitled, overindulged little girls - but not telling your little girl that she is a princess. Or letting her wear pink. Or allowing her to play with dolls and pretend she is a mommy. Those things would happen, and I am confident that my girls would gravitate towards those things regardless if I called them a princess or solely by their names their entire childhood.
Society doesn't need to dictate how you raise your children...or what clothes they wear. My girls are princesses - and you will never see them wear a shirt like that (at least bought on my own dime) and if my girls begin to have a self-entitled attitude and one that is more reminiscent of the other names for women that my speech teacher wrote on the board - then they are not acting like princesses.
Shortly after I read the article my husband and I were driving with the kids over to their grandma' and grandpa's house, when Emma (Princess Emma the Wonderful) started in, "Mommy, I want a gun. A pink, flower, princess gun. That I can shoot."
And Lily (Princess Lily the Fabulous) quickly followed, "Purple Barney gun..."
Yup...my little princesses.