The voice of a princess

Today I was privledged to have a little 3 year old girl grace the presence of my testosterone filled home. She came dressed in pink, with sparkly sandles on. She told me how our dog, (who is a boy) and her dog, (who is a girl) are in love. She said, "isn't that romantic?" She twirled around in the kitchen as she sung to herself, and walked on her tippy toes as she played "mother" to my sons. She sat quietly while we ate lunch, and chewed with her mouth closed. She colored in the puppy dog coloring book, (the one that usually only I color in) and presented her dad with a picture when he arrived to pick her up. As we watched her skip home, I said to my son, "Girls are different than boys aren't they?" to which he replied, "Yeah they have different parts."