Sunday, May 25, 2008

Not a Princess

The other morning Talvyn woke me up and wanted me to get out of bed to make his usual oatmeal. I layed in bed trying to stretch out time by talking with him about being royalty (son of God) and I told him that I was a princess. In reply Talvyn said, "No you're not. You are not pretty. You need to put on a dress and some make-up first." Glad to know I don't look good enough for my child in the mornings.

1 comment:

Holly said...

I'm thinking of you! Hope the big day went well and that little Daxtyn (hope I spelled that right) is here safe and sound. Not that you don't have enough on your hands with a newborn and all, but can't wait to see pictures of the little guy!