I’m A (Pissy) Princess.

“Mommy, are you a princess?”

This is what ONE asks me any time he sees me wearing a dress, a nightgown, a robe, or an apron. I love it.

I just laugh and tell him yes, I am. He might as well learn now how to treat a lady.

I have been SO grumpy for the past 7 days, which I attribute to stress and lack of rest. I have been a no-fun, naggy, irritable, demanding GROUCH and when I’m not mad at my husband, I feel sorry for him.

This morning, ONE saw me walking down the stairs in a pink nightgown and velcro rollers and said “Hi, Mommy! You’re pretty!”

I just love that boy.

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