A few months ago my friend, Chrissy, told me a cute little story about our kiddos. Natie had dressed up in her princess gown and her dad asked her if he was her prince. Natie said no...it's Kaleb! I got a good laugh out of it and told mom over the phone. When Ben came home, Kaleb tells him first thing, "Natalie says I'm her prince." And we all kind of laughed and joked about it. The next day he decided he was a King...King Kaleb.
Since then, whenever Natie sees Kaleb she says, "My prince!" and gets really excited. His invitation to her birthday party was addressed to "My Prince in Maricopa." I wasn't sure how Kaleb felt about it, so after a playdate with them I asked Kaleb, "Are you a prince?" In his best teenage/2 year old voice & crumpled brow, "No, I told Natalie I'm NOT a prince, I'm a BIG BOY!"
Time goes by, we show up to Music Makers and Natalie says to me first thing, "I"m getting married!" "Oh really, to who?" I ask. "To Kaleb!" "Really? I think Kaleb is a little young to get married." Then Kaleb pipes up, "My mommy got married to my daddy." That's right son, you tell her! Mommies and Daddies get married, not 2 & 3 year old kiddos.
Last Monday, we show up a little late to Music Makers and Natalie says, "My prince!" Eden was sitting right next to her and said, "No, he's MY prince!" And so it begins...our little ladies man!
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