Princess

Tonight I was the waitress at a fancy restaurant. My two pint-sized patrons were celebrating.

“What is the occasion?” I asked.

“Well, this guy here is taking me on a fancy date because I just got married and am back from my honeymoon and he is taking me out for doing a good job and getting married. But he is not my husband. My husband is a real prince who rescued me from the high tower.”


“How did you get there?”

“A witch,” she answered, holding up her knurled hands, barring her teeth, and looking straight at me, as if to say, “I think you know her.”

Just glad to know she is having what all mother’s hope for: a fairytale childhood for their sweet little princess.