Before the second snowstorm last week we ventured out to get food and new books to make it through. We did a drive by my mom's office when we realized the library hadn't opened just yet. Given that her office is right nearby, we dropped in to blow the 10 mintues and visit rather than wait in the car. Once there I was accosted by my Mom and her many colleagues about making sure the kids were squared away on the ole H1N1 shot. So, I left the kids with her at her cubicle while I filled out paperwork for the last booster---boy do they LOVE my mom's office now, right!!---I warned her but she insisted I get the booster, and given that they were given the first part in October it was well past time. After that we left, got books, made soup, and waited for the snow to start falling.
Later that night Kendall and I had the following conversation:
Mom, I really want a princess dress like yours.
I love dresses Kendall, but I don't have a princess dress.
Yes, you do. And you have very beautiful flowers.
(Me undoubtedly staring blank-faced at Kendall).
In the picture on Grammy's desk.
(And then I remember that my mom has a photograph of me from my wedding on her desk.)
Oh, that's from my wedding to with your Dad. That's the day we became a couple.
(I was a little stymied about how to describe that exactly. I chose not to get into the lack of name change thingie, and the idea of being equals and all that, right now anyhow. So I left it at that and figured the conversation was over---all the while thankful that for once she saw her mom all dressed up.)
Ohhh, so that means Dad is your prince.
(Me----totally in shock. With no words. Even a little teary.)
We'll, yes it does.