Where were you at 5 AM this morning?
My very own little prince and I were sitting bleary-eyed on our couch, watching British Royalty arrive at Westminster Abbey for the wedding of William and Kate. Little Man even had his very own construction paper crown for the occasion.
On a whole, Little Man was fairly unimpressed and not nearly as interested in the commentary on Kate's dress as his Mama was. He decided the more practical route would be to sleep on my chest during the ceremony while I dabbed at my eyes with a tissue.
After all, why would he be impressed with the horse drawn carriages The Royals arrived in? He gets in an open air carriage every day, and while the Mama that pushes it is no thoroughbred, it does have toys attached.
Why would be blink an eye at the long, beautiful aisle Kate walked down? He has a long, beautiful hallway to crawl down whenever he wants,complete with doors to open and shut at the end.
Who needs long-drawn out speeches when there are books to be read aloud? And what is up with all those funky hats everyone was wearing? They would be totally impractical at keeping the sun out of your eyes at the playground. And why does The Queen give that funny wave? Little Man knows how to wave hi, and it doesn't look anything like that.
Who needs a palace with guards when you have a home full of soft blankies, cupboards to explore, and a little porch where a brazen, chubby cardinal comes right up to the glass door to check you out?
Royalty, indeed.
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