Princesses Can Be Awesome, If You Strap Blades To Their Feet

I'm pretty ambivalent about princesses: I don't hate them, but I definitely don't love them, and really, end of the day, if they were to all disappear from the culture I wouldn't exactly miss them. Happily, my daughter feels more or less the same way. Unless those princesses are on ice. Then they're awesome. Then they're REALLY awesome.

She's never actually seen any princesses on ice - which is to say, skating princesses - but we did watch the Nutcracker the other night and she remarked that it'd better if there were hockey players involved, which, you have to admit, is pretty solid logic, not to mention conclusive evidence that she's Canadian. She meant, basically, that it'd be better if the characters were skating. "Especially the princess," she said, referring to the Sugarplum Fairy, who really would be a lot more hardcore if she played goal.

Tomorrow night we're going to see Disney's Princesses On Ice (courtesy of MomCentral) (thanks, MomCentral!) and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't really excited to see her reaction to actual princesses on ice. And to be able to say, see? Being a princess doesn't mean just wearing puffy dresses and singing songs. It can mean super-fast spins and leaps through the air! ON SKATES! 

I'm almost certain that she'll ask where the goalie is, but still. She's going to have a pretty big grin on her face when she does.

So will I.

(If you're in Toronto, you can still get tickets, I think - check their Facebook fan page for deals. Tomorrow is opening night - if you're going, leave a comment so we can look out for you!)

Catherine Connors blogs at Her Bad Mother and Their Bad Mother and The Bad Moms Club and everywhere in between. She thinks that Santa might be a vampire.