As Eric and I were walking from the reception to our room, to call it a night, we came upon a little boy and his family.
And the little kid looked at me with wide eyes and a look I've never been looked at with before, and said, "Look, Mom! She's a princess!"
I can't say I've ever been so flattered.
I don't remember anyone ever calling me a princess.
Unless you count Friday, when my mom sarcastically snapped--in the wake of my making my desire for a nap known--that I wasn't going to be allowed to act like a princess all day.
That doesn't exactly have the same warm and fuzzy association.
But, honestly, how cute was that kid?
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