Princess?

"Daddy, I'm a princess," Lila told me as she was walking around covered in her big white fluffy blanket. 

"Nice, Lila," I said. "Which princess are you?"

Instead of the Jasmine or Tiana I expected to hear Lila said, "I'm a dead princess."

"What? You're what?"

"I'm a dead princess."

"Um, OK."

"Yeah, I'm a dead princess. I died in a fire."

Pretty morbid for a three year old.