"Daddy, would you buy me a dress?" 

I looked up at him with wide eyes, my small hand tugging at his shirt. He was so tall, so strong. My hero.

"Yes, sweetheart. What kind of dress?"

"Like a princess dress! With sparkles and everything!"

"And I would be a princess, right Daddy?"

 "Yes, Aurora. You are my little princess."

I giggled, spinning in circles around him. "Will you teach me to dance like princesses do?"

"Of course. And I'll teach you to be brave, and smart, and ...