You need glass slippers to be a princess

You need glass slippers to be a princess!!
I was informed today by one of my darling PreK children that in order to get to go to the ball and meet my Prince Charming, I have to have glass slippers. Now, in a series of questions that just got funnier and funnier for me, I asked the question you almost cringe at what the answer may be. However; the topic came up of going to the ball to meet your prince charming. I try to sway the girls from this idea as often as possible. But there I was in a closet sweeping and she says I am Cinderalla. Sarcastically (you should never speak to children with sarcasm, but we all have our moments) I say...I'm soooooo late for the ball. She said, "there aren't any balls in Houston, Ms. Dawn!" As if that was in Sunday's paper and I missed it. Okay...I say...with a smile....so why aren't there any balls in Houston? She gives me that, 'don't you know ANYTHING look and says...because there are NO CASTLES in Houston. You have to go somewhere with castles to have a ball. That is where you meet the Prince and get married. Oh REALLY. Dammit if I didn't miss that memo! I could have married my rich man and been on a beach sipping Mai Tais! Okay, so I ask again...smiling...so...what do you do to get invited to a ball. She says...you're not a princess Ms. Dawn, you won't get invited. Okay, at this point I'm nearly pissing myself to keep from laughing....Okay, I'm no princess...this is NO secret. But, I wanted a 5 year old perspective. So...I continue. Well, why not? Here is where it starts....you don't have glass slippers....of course! Ahhh glass slippers...of course. She says in a rather firm tone...all you ever wear is BLACK (okay in my absolute ignorance for fashion--black is suppose to match everything, that is why I chose them! haha) Crocs. A princess would not wear black crocs Ms. Dawn. (in my head i'm thinking....maybe pink ones with sparkles...but I keep that to myself...) Well, of course....so I need better shoes...WELL NOW THAT EXPLAINS IT....I HATE SHOES!!! Okay, so now we are on to something. THEN, she says. And besides...Princesses have princess dresses and make up and fancy things in their hair. You don't have any of that, Ms. Dawn. Well, now the girl has a point. I doubt seriously that Cinderalla would have gotten all that attention in her rags...but then again...we'll never know. I smile and say, The great thing about Princes (fill in name here) is that if they are really the Prince you are meant to be with....when they see you...you have on the right shoes nomatter what they are...Crocs or glass slippers. You dont' anways have to have the perfect outfit to be a princess to soembody! She rolled her eyes and said, noooo....you have to have the dress! I can only hope when she hits her teen years....she remembers...for now...I guess I'll stick with my Crocs. Who needs a prince anyway?