All Hail

Last night I was upstairs playing with Sophie, which of course involved nearly emptying her giant toy bin onto the floor, because really, one cannot properly play with any toy unless all the other toys are messily dispersed about the floor, right? Right. So, most of this play involved the feeding, diapering, and lullaby-ing of her baby Starsong My Little Pony, but somehow it also involved me wearing a tiara. Not sure how that fit in.

But it’s ok, because I am comfortable wearing a tiara. So comfortable in fact, that over an hour later, long after Sophie was in bed, I caught my reflection in the microwave door as I walked into the kitchen and saw that I was still wearing it.