They Call Her Cinderhella

(I work at a register and really enjoy interacting with kids that come through my line. I see a four-year-old girl all dressed in pink.)

Me: “Hey there, pumpkin. How are you today?”

(The little girl crosses her arm, stomps her foot, and starts pouting.)

Little Girl: “I am NOT a pumpkin! I am a PRINCESS! Mommy, you tell her! I AM A PRINCESS!”

Me: “Yes, you certainly are…”