Princesses, bracelets, and rings, oh my!

So God...He has a funny sense of humor, maybe or maybe he's getting back at me for something...not sure.  He gave me this spunky, get-dirty-I don't-care girl who also likes ALL things girl.  Not just every now and then does she like girly things, but all the time.  It's actually become oh so apparent since the departure of the older brother to school all day.  Instead of playing the things he talked her into-cars, trains, Wild Kratts; she now fills her time with Barbies, high heel dress up shoes, and every and I do mean every pretend play bracelet, necklace, and ring she owns.  To complete the jewelery, she wears a permanent tutu with every outfit.  At times, I think the outfit and get up weigh more than she does.  She's a little thing.  She wears so many accessories I usually don't even spend the time taking them all off before we leave the house because well I'm trying to make sure I have everything I need to get out of the house-3 kids, snacks, sippy cup, keys, phone....the list goes on.  So the girl she pretends to be at home during playtime has now moved into the real her. 

Now some of you that know me best know that most days you will find me still in PJs or workout clothes hair in a ponytail with no makeup.  I am never "done" as me and one of my college buddies called it.  You know the type always looking perfectly dressed in the new fall fashion with every hair on her head straighten and the make up perfect.  Jewelery even matches her belt and shoes.  I am not that girl.  I am not girly.  I like pretty things and like having nice clothes, but if it takes up too much time or effort I give up. 

And the Disney princesses...I swear she hasn't even seen all the movies, but knows every one by name.  It is crazy how kids pick up on things.  I don't even like Disney movies...I mean does ever after really happen in life?  I've always been the reality even documentary movie kind of girl.  Once of my favorites is the Story of Us.  It is a story about a couple's marriage and the struggles.  I like the realiness of life, the messiness of life.  Yet, my daughter is young and in some ways maybe believes that princesses and princes coming to save you are reality...funny what perception and ideas about life we give our children without even realizing we are doing it...

At times, I am at odds with what to do with my daughter who is only three, mind you.  I also pose the question almost every day how in the world she even knows about all this stuff?  How does it all come so natural to her?  Where did she get this gene that missed me?  It is quite hysterical...or even scary at times...then I am reminded she is related to her aunt and the picture becomes clearer.  Hopefully as she grows, I'll figure out how to deal with all this girliness and save for the future cost of the girliness...maybe she'll even inspire me to get a little girly every once in awhile.