Thursday, June 10, 2010


This morning the little sister begged me to play dress up with her. After she realized I was too big to fit in any of her dresses (like Alice in Wonderland..she observed).. I went to the closet and put on my wedding dress...

"Oh...mommy! You are a princess!" she squeals. "Let's dance!"

So we danced together.

I asked her if she was going to marry a prince when she grew up.

"No...I will marry a King!" she replies.

"Oh.." I say, "What is the name of the King?" I ask.

"His name is Daddy!" she states without hesitation.


  1. so precious, but I really want to see the evidence of the dance party in matching princess dresses! You are such a sweet momma!

  2. Good heavens, I don't even fit into my wedding dress any more!!

  3. Jenn, you ARE a princess! Remember all the times we played dress up? Thank you for so many wonderful memories. :o)

    btw, what Zibby said reminded me of Butch. He just can't understand why he can't marry Stella when they grow up. He said, "But Mom, she's so cute, and I can tell her how I used to help take care of her, and we can have a family, just like you and dad." So innocent and precious.