In early May, our family was lessened by one. Our parish priest, Father Stan, PCS'd to another base. To say goodbye, out parish had a going away dinner, and Father insisted that all of the children dress up as Polish nobility (he is Polish). Well, to Savanna, if you say princess, then she's planning her outfit for days. In this case, it was weeks. We had to curl her hair, and although it isn't pictured here, she got to wear mommy's tiara.
This was also a sad occasion since Father baptised both of my babies, and to him they were his children. Savanna bawled and bawled and bawled. It's very upsetting to have a crying princess. They are inconsolable! Not only that, their tiaras wind up being on crooked, and that makes them even more inconsolable.
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