The other day I was flipping through a magazine and it had a cute little article about how one family makes their girls a princess for the day on her birthday. It just struck me as a fun and wonderful thing to do.
Then I had a deliciously wonderful thought.
Why can’t big girls be a princess for the day, too?
How many of you would like to be princess for a day? Raise those hands!
Most of the women I know look for a reason to get together on a regular basis. They play bunco, have book clubs, cooking clubs or meet for a night out once a month.
But what if we had a princess club? What if every month a group of women got together and one of them got to be the princess and be pampered and treated like royalty by her friends? How fun would that be?
Captain Cavedweller has heard me comment more than once that if someone would give me a cape and a magic wand, there is no telling what might happen. I think I’m ready to find out.
She Who Is Ready to Start a Club
