The dress.
The kiss.
The palace.
The convertible.
Prince Harry the bad ass.
Being descended from one side of the family that is entirely British and being a girl, I ate it up. I'm still watching it.
Marchioness Ava Pippa McDougallcott and I even designed our own hats for the occasion.



I spent a lot of time explaining the ins and outs of the royal family to Ava, but at the end of the day it was kind of sad. She wouldn't believe me that these people really exist. She told me they were fiction. Try as I might to convince her they were real, she went to sleep thinking that they are something that exists only in fairy tales. Damn you, Disney.

As the day closes I really only have one burning question left unanswered by today. How on earth does a five year old not only know the words fiction and non-fiction but know their proper usage?
Unbelievable.
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