So, this morning, my dear, sweet daughter was sitting at the table, eating her breakfast. I was flitting around the house, picking things up here and there, folding laundry and doing who knows what else as I was getting ready to go to work.
I didn't realize she was quietly observing me until she said, "Mommy, you're Cinderella". When I asked her why she thought so, she said, "Cause you're always working, just like Cinderella"! Then she said, "And Daddy is your prince".
I love how kids think!
Last I heard though, Cinderella didn't have to work after she met her Prince.
