There has been a lot of princess talk around here, lately. I cleaned out the closet and put all of my dressy shoes in a bin under the bed. Gracie was looking for them and she said "Mom, where's your shoes"? I asked which shoes. She said "the ones you wear to the ball!".
Yesterday she says "I am going to be a princess when I grow up"
I replied"You know, that doesn't pay very well, you might need a back up plan".
Her-blank stare
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment