The other night Justin was gone during supper time.
It was just the kids and I that sat around the table munching our food. Spinach salad and stuffed shells to be exact.
One of the girls was chewing loudly and I gently reminded both girls to have good manners because they are Princesses and Princesses have good manners.
Of course I should have known this would bring about a conversation about such royal matters. They wanted to know who the King and Queen were.
“Why Daddy is the King and Mommy is the Queen”, I responded. “And Micah is the little Prince.”
To which Micah, in his little toddler voice, replied: “Me not prince. I King!”
I. Kid. You. Not!
Seriously.
I about fell off my chair! How could my 2 & 1/2 year old really grasp all that?! But apparently he does because it took some convincing to make him settle with the title of “Prince” rather than “King”.
Soon, my Little Man, you will be a King with your own set of wee royalty. {sigh} I love this stage of life.
From The Trenches Of Motherhood…where I’m off to raise my little royal people to be Kings and Queens in their own homes someday… -Mandy
(PS: The Girls wanted to know who are Soldiers were. I told them that Uncle Adam and Uncle Aaron were. Hope they don’t mind!)
yep- small kids are always suprising us with what they really do know! it's amazing, isn't it??
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