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Jose? Where are you, Jose? January 28, 2008

Posted by spacemom in : Kids , 1 comment so far

After gymnastics, (a class for each girl), lunch and then ice skating, we returned home for hot cocoa and play. The girls ran off to play. One with a crown, one with a tiara. 

MOM! I want to be a Queen and Luna’s not letting me!

MOMMY! I want you to be the Queen! WAAAAA!

Mom! I want to be the Queen…. I don’t want you to be a Queen

Soleil, I don’t want to be a Queen, go ahead and be the Queen

Luna starts crying "I AM THE PRINCE AND I NEED TO MARRY A PRINCESS NOT  A QUEEN!"

"But sweetie, a prince and a Queen CAN marry. It’s just that he stays a prince and never becomes King"

"really? Ok!"

 

And off they go. Meanwhile, I’m hunting down the tequlia!