Friday, September 11, 2009

Your Highness

This morning Nauber said I should make breakfast for us, because I'm the husband. I asked what that made him. He said he is the King. Later in the day he said he wanted to live in an apartment building we saw in Cambridge because it looked like a tower, so he could tell everyone he was a princess trapped in a tower, in need of a knight to rescue him. This one has no shining armor, but I'd let him rescue me!

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