Emily wanted to play royalty this morning. She was the Princess. I was the Queen. Meanwhile Nathan pooped and needed to be changed. I got busy with other things and I guess I didn't get around to it quick enough because before I knew it, I was being handed a tray laden with a diaper, wipes, and some butt cream.
"Here ya go, Queen. This is for the King," Emily informed me.
"Deez are MINE's!" The King replied.
Guess we know who's King around here.