If the Crown Fits

“I feel so pretty!  And I’ve been pulling myself around the floor a lot and can actually get myself from laying on my tummy to sitting up!” Amazingly, this wasn’t of my doing—K. brought the tiara, then brought several necklaces and asked me to put them on her sister.  I guess the upside of always putting N. in her silly headbands is that she has a lot of tolerance for things on her head—or she just liked the idea of being a princess.“Who you callin’ princess?”

  “Darn.”