dear cinderella

My girl has recently graduated from obsession over Dora to love of princesses.

I found an address for Cinderella and we decided to see if it was legit.

Peach wanted to know exactly four things about Cinderella:

1)  What is the Prince's name?

2)  Do you have a daddy?

3)  What does your house look like?

4)  Do you have a baby?

About one week later, Peach was over the moon when I pulled a postcard from Cinderella herself out of the pile of junk mail.

Cinderella didn't answer the questions (just a generic, "May all your wishes come true"), but it was fun for my little lady to get some of her very own snail mail.

So fun, in fact, that she has carried this post card with her everywhere for three days now.

She insists on sleeping with it and has even tried to get it in the bathtub with her.

Silly little pickle.