Of course that's your contention. You're a three year old girl. You just got finished watching Moana on repeat, probably singing "How Far I'll Go" super loud in the car thinking you're destined for the island life. You're gonna be convinced that ocean adventures are the future until movie night when Frozen comes on, and then you're gonna be all about letting it go, wearing Elsa dresses, and telling everyone to be your Anna. That's gonna last until your parents show you Encanto, where you're suddenly obsessed with Louisa, hiding under the table to "not talk about Bruno" and making up words pretending you're fluent in Spanish. You might sneak in a Gabby’s Dollhouse detour, meowing at recess and making tiny rooms out of blocks like it's your whole world. “Well, as a matter of fact, I won't, because ultimately the princess phase is just….” - The princess phase is just sparkly songs on top of recycled stories with new coats of paint. You got that from your big sister's tiktoks, right? Yeah, I saw those too. Were you gonna copy the whole thing for us? Do you have any ideas of your own on this? Or... is that your thing? You jump into anyone's game at lunch, watch one episode, and act like it's your big discovery just to show off to the other kids and make the one who likes Paw Patrol feel lame? See the sad thing about a kid like you is in a couple weeks you're gonna start picking your own shows and you're gonna figure out there are two certainties on TV. One: don't hog the remote like that. And two: you watched a zillion episodes and dressed up every day to come to the same obsession you could've got for free by just playing outside. But nah, you'll peak at KPop Demon Hunters, blasting Golden and slaying pretend demons with your dance squad like you rule the playground.