Every little girl knows the truth about their identity. They know they are a princess. They look in the mirror, enamored by who they see. An elegant hairstyle is all they need to walk through the halls of church, head held high, secure in their own elegance. And oh, the thrill of a twirly dress! There is nothing so wonderful, so bedazzling as to feel your clothing swirl around you. Real princesses twirl.
Somewhere along the way, little girls forget the truth. The mirror stops reflecting the truth because they stop looking in the right mirror. The mirrors at school, work, and sometimes even home reflect too skinny, too fat, too curly, too straight... and the little girls forget the joy of twirling, french twists and their own greatness.
At the castle, we believe in princesses. We try to do everything we can to battle the evil mirror that tries to trick our princesses into believing that they are scullery maids. To that end we remind them that "It is love that marks the true daughter of the king." (The True Princess, by Angela Hunt) It also helps to have a father that sees your beauty, that brings you treasures from his travels and best of all, reads to you.
Why? He is the first man in his daughter's life, the first authority figure in her life, and his character is invisibly overlaid onto his daughter's image of the King and how he feels about his beautiful daughters.
One day, if Briz and I have done a good job, our little women will choose another man to take his place. This knight will see their innate royalty and will cherish them and fight for them as we have done.
No one acts inconsistently with who they see themselves to be. For this purpose, I must keep the mirrors clean, and the twirly skirts ready for ALL the girls in this house.