Princesses...and Football

Scott and I watched our friends' two-year-old daughter while they went out on a date night last weekend. After we had started a princess movie, twirled in her poofy skirt, and talked about her pretty red nails, she ran into the room where Scott was preparing his Sunday School lesson.  When I walked in I saw this:

Yep, they're watching football.  My future daughters are doomed.