sweet singing

My daughter is 110% girly. She dreams in pink I do believe. As well as dresses in pinks, purples, poofy twirling dresses. She also is in love with love. She watches the princess movies, and any other movies for that matter, with a soft, tender heart. She cries at the music. She wants to be "dipped" when she is hugged and kissed. She wants the "happily ever after" each and every time. And I love that about her. What I am loving right now is her sweet singing. She makes up these little songs about her toys, her hair, her mama, and currently: her cat Mable. She is singing in the kitchen to Mable the cat. She is singing to her about the sweet whiskers on her face and her soft fur. She is singing to her about how much she loves her. And...Mable is listening attentively. Of course, her attention drifts and now she is singing about Pop Tarts. But it's all sung with love and the occasional dance step.