Both girls are pretty into the whole "princess thing". No biggie. I had to laugh though when Keegan, when asked her name, said it was "Keegan the Princess". I laughed again, tonight, when she insisted that she didn't want Munster cheese in her sandwich because she didn't want to be a silly monster or a scary monster, she wanted to be a princess. So she got "princess", aka provolone, cheese on her sandwich.
Her sister isn't any better. She will be talking to me as we head out to the car for errands or fun, catch a glimpse of her reflection, and proceed to fluff her hair, smooth her dress, and with a smile, exclaim, "Oh! That's me!"