Mama was washing breakfast dishes. Tiny princess came down the stairs with a Princess Tiana dress in hand. She’d pulled it down, off the hanger in her closet.
“Put it on mom. Put it on!” said tiny princess.
So mama put the dress on her tiny, tiny princess.
White silk fell off her shoulders. It was too big.
White silk dragged on the ground. It was too long.
Mama had an idea. A shiny green paperclip would do. So she tugged that white silk up at the shoulders, gathered it all together in the back, and pushed it right through that shiny green paperclip.
Tiny, tiny princess was ready to play.
“My pretty princess, mom! My pretty princess!” she exclaimed as she ran around the room, white silk trailing behind.
Tiny princess wanted big brother to see her pretty princess dress. So she grabbed ahold of that white silk, lifted it up, and began down the stairs to the basement. One step, by one step, by one step and another, tiny princess walked down the stairs to find brother, big brother.
“My pretty princess, brother! My pretty princess!” she exclaimed as she ran around the room, white silk trailing behind.
“Wow, so pretty!” said big brother. “You’re so pretty.”
Then tiny princess grabbed ahold of that white silk, lifted it up, and began back up the stairs to find mama. One step, by one step, by one step and another, tiny princess walked up the stairs to find mama.
“My go outside!” said tiny princess as she headed for the door.
So mama turned the lock and opened the door for tiny, tiny princess. Tiny princess ran to the deck rails and looked through to a field of possibility. Birds chirped, frogs croaked, swans swam, and grasses blew in the breeze.
What was next for tiny princess? What in the world would she do?
Just then, tiny princess saw a red net across the deck. She ran as fast as she could. “My catch frogs!” she said. “My catch frogs!” Tiny princess was brave, tiny princess was bold. She was determined to catch frogs so she grabbed ahold of her white silk pretty princess dress and began down the deck stairs in search of some tiny, tiny frogs.
Just then, mama said “Wait! Wait! I’m still wearing my pajamas. Come! We’ll catch frogs after I’m ready.”
So mama picked up her tiny, tiny princess and carried her all the way upstairs.
Tiny princess got up on mama’s great big bed and waited patiently, soaking in the brave, beautiful and kind princess things Princess Sofia does in the kingdom of Enchancia.
Mama got ready for the day. She pulled her long hair into a ponytail, brushed her teeth until they were sparkly white, and put on her green dress with a ruffle on the top. Mama was ready to go anywhere, ready to do anything with miss tiny, tiny princess.
But before she did anything, mama stopped. She looked at her tiny princess on that great big bed and knew it wasn’t time to go frog hunting, not yet anyway. So mama took a deep breath, stood still in the door frame, and soaked in the moment.
Mama saw the beauty, the treasure, the rare gem that was her tiny, tiny princess. There she was – more beautiful than gold, more precious than silver – one shoulder bare, the other adorned with a flower.
Tiny princess. Beautiful. Precious. Set apart for more than mama could imagine.
Mama bottled the moment in her memory, saved it up for all the years she’d walk alongside her tiny, then not-so-tiny princess. For she loved her daughter so.
In the stillness of the moment, mama pondered the love of her Daddy, her Father who calls her beautiful, precious, set apart for more than she could ever imagine.
And she knew what He’d say…
That’s the way I love you, that’s the way I see you.
Beautiful, tiny princess.
A tear dropped from mama’s eye.
Mama walked slowly to the bed so as to not disturb the peace that was. She brushed tiny princess’ hair out of her eyes and told her quietly it was time to go.
Mama lifted tiny princess off the bed, took her tiny, tiny hand, and together, they walked all the way down the stairs.
Mama knew it was the perfect time to go frog hunting, so she turned the lock and opened the door for tiny princess. Tiny princess ran to the deck rails and looked through to the field of possibility. Birds chirped, frogs croaked, swans swam, and grasses blew in the breeze – the same way they did earlier that morning.
What was next for mama and her tiny princess? What in the world would they do?
Catch frogs, mama thought, watch grasses blow in the breeze, swans grace water with wings, and birds fly free in song. So off they went. Tiny princess grabbed ahold of her white silk pretty princess dress and began down the deck stairs in search of those tiny, tiny frogs. And mama came alongside, red net in one hand, tiny princess’ hand in the other.
Together, they were brave. Together, they were bold. Together, they were beautiful, tiny princesses.