"Look Mommy, I'm Cinderella," she said as we were leaving to drive to her school. She'd insisted that the crown was what she wanted to take for show and tell. Who am I to judge?
At that moment, however, she was looking especially regal...more used to the concept than Cinderella would be. "Hmmm," I said, "you look more like Princess Grace to me."
"Nope. I'm Cinderella, you're Tinkerbell and DADDY is Princess Grace."
You can't make this stuff up.
At that moment, however, she was looking especially regal...more used to the concept than Cinderella would be. "Hmmm," I said, "you look more like Princess Grace to me."
"Nope. I'm Cinderella, you're Tinkerbell and DADDY is Princess Grace."
You can't make this stuff up.
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