[BlogEntry] How To Crash Your Child

For no real reason this weekend, on the ride over to the inlaws, I asked my daughters, "Ok, now, which princess married Prince Charming, and which one married The Prince?" (It helps if you know that, in Snow White, the prince is only ever referred to as, "The Prince.")

"Cinderella," they said.

"Which one did Cinderella marry?"

"Prince Charming."

"Ok, which one did Snow White marry then?"

"Prince Charming."

"I thought one of them married The Prince."

"They all did. Ok, ok, Daddy, ok, wait. I know them all. There's Eric."

"Ok, he was with Ariel."

"And Phillip."

"Sleeping Beauty."

"And Aladdin of course."

"Right, of course, he was with Jasmine."

"And Prince Charming married Cinderella. That's all of them."

"What about Snow White?"

"Prince Charming."

"I thought Cinderella married Prince Charming?"

"She did."

"And so did Snow White? Can she do that?"

"Daddy! They were two princes different charming."

Two princes different charming? I think I broke her brain.