And then, because I always leave town the morning after I throw a cottage party, there was a princess party I had to get to,
to celebrate a special little girl.
Gathering with all of her fairy tale friends,
Princess Daniela flitted her way
from treat to treat,
all while attending elegantly to
her adoring public.
This sweet four year old
delighted us with her dance moves
despite the weight of her crown,
and spend some quality time.
Perhaps the most surprising moment of the day
was when I discovered the still-in-existence of this childhood memory,
which--upon thorough investigation--
appears to have belonged to Keith.
At the end of the day,
if this girl questions whether or not she is loved,
she doesn't have to look
any farther than this.
But my guess is that the question will never cross her mind.
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