I was so proud of her, almost three years old and so anti dresses and princess dress up. She wasn't like the rest, not cutesy, pink obsessed or into frilly dresses. She was strong, determined, wilful and had a sense of adventure I was embracing. She was so different to me at the same age - I was rather prim, daren't get dirty or mess up my ringlets. I was raised on She Ra, the princess of power and Sleeping Beauty, the one who waited for the prince to wake her up - A complete ...