Princess

She never had a chance really.

The lone daughter born after 3 rowdy boyish boys.

The lone granddaughter to both grandmas.

The baby.

If that isn't a recipe for a Princess then I don't know what is.

Princess is a swirl of rainbows, wonderment and all things pink.

She has a keen sense of fashion.

When Dora the Explorer put on her party dress for Boots' Birthday Bash,

Princess came screaming to tell me about the wonderful dress. I had to

rewind again & again so Princess could examine all the details on the new

dress. Dora did look quite spiffy.

She perceives her everyday events as only a Princess does. I asked her one morning after Sunday School class,

"How was your class?" Simple enough question.

"Mom, it was boo-ti-ful. Olivia wore a red dress and Chloe wore a pink dress. Olivia had a bow in her hair. We need to go to the store and get me a red dress."

I'll never forget that answer.

Although Princess is 32 pounds of pure sweetness, BE WARNED:

Princess is not for the weak at heart.

Men cower and boys flee at the sound of her shriek.

Often times mom is the lone braveheart to enter The Princess Suite

when she bellows for chocolate milk when awakening from her afternoon slumber.

I dutifully obey...everyone obeys a Princess.

the blog

It's Official.

I've created a blog.

I'm not hip enough for 'myspace' and I'm not friendly enough for 'facebook'.  I figured 

the blog was the fitting solution to feed my addiction.

About the addiciton...I'm compelled almost daily to bombard my family & friends with photographs of all my creatures (aka kids). With my new-found blog I can simply post my photos here and then everyone can look...or not...read...or not...comment...or not.  But please comment, sometimes, please.  Especially if it's something nice.

So here's my first photo post.  I'm so proud.  These are some shots of our recent snow days...as you can see, Princess had a blast with this being her first year of really enjoying all the snow fun.  Then there's all the neighbor kids ready for a full day of sledding.  Never mind the fact that we live in a concrete subdivision...there's one backyard with just enough of a hill to keep this gang busy for days!  And of course there's the newest creature, Scooter, staying warm inside with Wild Child.  The snow was almost as tall as Scooter!