Earlier this evening we babysat our friends' two daughters. One of them, just four years old, was in heaven because Marley was allowing full access to all toys. Free to root around the toy rubble in Marley's room and the living room, she came across the birthday tiara.
I looked down and sure enough, she has a Cinderella princess dress in one of her hands and the tiara in the other. She wants it on; she wants to put it on in Marley's room; she wants to take off her non-princess clothes first. (I usually just have kids throw on pretend clothes over their regular clothes.) All dressed up and ready to go, she trots around the house, being all princess-y. If you know this little wonder, you know this behavior comes naturally, as it once did with her older sister.