Here you can see my daughter Lily watching our four, sorry, FIVE, favorite boys having their own little Carpool Karaoke session.
She kept pointing at each of them, telling me what she thought about them.
Liam, for example, was the ‘nice man’, who ‘smiles a lot’.
Niall was referred to as the ‘little one’ or ‘little boy’ and according to her he was ‘soooo lieb’ which translates to ‘lovely’.
About Louis she said ‘lustig, lustig’ over and over again inbetween giggles. It translates to ‘funny’.
James was the one who ‘danced funny’, making her laugh SO hard!
And then we have Harry. Harry is her favorite. To him she ALWAYS refers to as ‘Prinzessin’, which translates to ‘princess’. Because of his pretty hair and pink lips and eyes and..well, everything. Duh. (The two lovely ladies over at @adultfansofonedirection already made a post about that.)
Here she is, pointing at her first true love, Prinzessin Harry.
I had to share this with you because a child sees everything the way it is. Without presumptions or prejudices. I love that she just genuinely thinks that these guys are the nicest people. Because so do we. And i think we’re right.
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