Me: Are you a princess, Freyja?
Me: Oh, what are you then?
Freyja: A Knight
Me: A knight? Why? Is it because I put you in trousers and not a dress?
Freyja: Yes. *Hmpf*
This is what you get when your daughter insists she’s a princess and has wobblers if she is anything but dresses and skirts.
I have NO idea where she gets it from, because it most definitely isn’t me.