No more castle painting, skirt sewing, bead buying, crown hunting, jello jiggler making, no cakes no RSVPs no flower petals no more princess obsession!
We had 14 little princesses arrive on a rather glorious spring day. The overnight storms blew away and left everything green. The girls stuffed their tutus with flowers and petals and strung their beads. No one lost a crown. They all got roses and had their pictures taken with the castle.
I felt a little strange, immersed as I was in my old life. For those hours, I fit in again. Time drew back, shifted its red curtains, opened with the familiar overture.
But it’s done. And my baby is four!