Once Upon A Time ...

... in a kingdom in Central Virginia lived a little prince who was just six weeks old. I see you looking at me. He was a very alert and active little boy for his age. His eyes where bright and shiney. He often smiled at the Queen and caused her heart to melt. The blue elephant is my favorite. The little prince was so active the Queen decided he needed something to attract his attentive and to focus his pent up engery on. His little brain needed more stimulation. Oh, look! There is another baby at the zoo today! Those little hands that reached out so very often needed something to reach toward besides the Queen's long hair or the vessel on her chest upon which the prince's nurishment came from. His clutching and grabbing, no matter how short his nails, was leaving claw marks on the Queen's pale skin.

Have you got any snacks to share? I need a cookie or something. These people only feed me milk. A growing boy needs cookies and doritoes and chocolate bars. Come on, I won't tell if you slip me a little something extra.

The Queen was always nearby when the little prince was entertaining himself. She would watch him with the most genuine look of love on her face that the King would often comment that she looked as if she was in heaven. The King would say at that moment there was nothing on earth that could please the Queen more than her precious little prince.

Eeek! She is making photos of me again. Someone stop the madness before I go blind from the camera flash.

The Queen found her little boy so adorable she often felt an overwelming urge to consume him. She often had to restrain herself from unhitching her jaw and swallowing him whole so she could keep his perfection all for herself. Oh, look, there's that blue elephant again! The little prince often played by himself for up to thirty minutes at a time.

Being this cute is hard work. It is wearing my butt out big time.

All of that playing would make him very sleepy. He would give big yawns telling the Queen he was tired of those animals hanging in his face.

If I pretend like I am sleeping she willstop taking pictures of me.

The Queen ever alert to the needs of the little prince would wisk away his hanging zoo.

I think I'll hop on that cloud over there and see what's on the other side of that mountain. I'm outta here, folks...

She left him drenched in the morning sun to dream of sunny days chasing puppies, catching frogs, and pretend safaris with blue elephants and yellow giraffes. The morning naps also gave the Queen free time away from breastfeeding and diaper changing. She used her time wisely and managed to finish writing thank you notes, birth announcements and seasonal greeting cards -which should start showing up in a mail box near you starting today or maybe tomorrow. ****** Gracie is home from school again today. We have spent the night and morning washing sheets and rugs. This virus that is going around is nasty! This is our second time of it!!