"You're a princess, Mommy," Rachel said to me before I left for work yesterday. (Apparently that means I've been demoted from queen?)
"Really?" I said.
"Yes," she said. "Your name is Princess Tiana. I'm Sleeping Beauty and Daddy is Prince Charming. And I'm going to marry Daddy. You're going to marry another prince. And we'll marry in separate rooms of the castle."
OK by me, kid.
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