“Mama, I think alllittle girls are princesses“ she said. “I think you’re right sweetheart”, I responded. As we walked along, I showed her how God had carefully painted all the colours around us. One by one sodelicately, the flowers stood out amongst the green grass and shone like precious gems as the sun caressed them. “If all little girls are princesses” I said, “we need to make you a crown” and we did…..