After an afternoon of princess-pretending, I told Lauryn as I tucked her in,
"Goodnight sweet princess."
She laughingly replied,
"No! I'm not your princess! Daddy is my princess!"
I'm pretty sure she meant to say "I'm Daddy's princess," but it gave me a good chuckle the other way.
That is crazy- the same exact conversation in the same exact way took place in our home when my daughter was little.


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