Princess Power

I survived the weekend (mostly) and made it through to another Tuesday. There seems to be a theme developing here with posting on Tuesdays. Maybe that's a good thing, at least there will be some level of consistency in my life.

ThePrincess turned TWO on Sunday and the diva persona was definitely kicked up several notches. As soon as she woke up on Sunday, her brother told her it was her birthday and she immediately commanded that we all sing "happy birthday" (so we did) and then she wanted to eat cake and blow out candles. . .I had to draw the line somewhere, I mean it was only 9:00am. If it had been 10:00am. . .maybe. . .

She was in a demanding, loud and obnoxious mood for most of the morning- not so different from other mornings except she kept adding "it's my birthday" to the end of every command when we didn't respond quickly enough. Her brother, ThePushover (formerly known as TheGenius) agreed that she should get whatever she wanted because in case we didn't hear her the first 500 times- IT'S HER BIRTHDAY!

Geez, I swear I don't know where she's headed with this. . .okay, I kinda do- I mean I petitioned for my birthday to be a national holiday until I was 30 then I just wanted the presents but not the acknowledgement that I had grown another year older as a single, childless woman (ah, the good old days).

I'm kidding (sort of), I think ThePrincess is fabulous and by all means on her special day she should have total and complete attention and compliance. Otherwise she might turn us all into frogs!