On our way to school this morning:
M: (chanting) happily ever after, happily ever after, happily ever after.....
Me: Hey baby, it's important to remember that we might not always be happy and that's okay too.
M: I didn't say HAPPY, mama. I said HAPPILY. It's different!
Me: How is it different?
M: Happily means MARRIED!
Me: Ah. So what does married mean?
M: I don't know. But I think it means there's a prince. And a castle.
And with that, she's officially joined the ranks of millions of deluded young women everywhere. Thank you (oh, and fuck you for setting unreasonable expectations), Disney.