To say my daughter lives and breathes everything princess would be an under-statement. So it is not unusual to see her dancing around in various fancy dresses pretending she's Ariel or Rapunzel or attending a ball or tea.
Today she was imagining that she was going to meet Prince Eric at the ball. Since Eric in the fairytale is a grown man, I joked that he was too old for her. She answered that it was another Prince Eric closer to her age and then added this statement to supposedly reassure me:
"Don't worry, we're just going to dance and fall in love a little."
Clearly, I need to have a talk with this Prince Eric's mother.