the adventures of princess rosey

at some point in these recent months, one of my bedtime rituals with little miss maddalena has become the telling of the tales of one little princess named princess rosey. named for maddalena’s middle name, rose, of course, i have considered princess rosey to be somewhat of a fun little alter-ego type character for maddalena! she’s often taking picnics in a sparkly forest clearing with curious george, barbie, and ken, among every type of animal that i can possibly think of [usually in hopes that my listing of animals with lull her off to sleepy town, haha!]. and naturally, her standard princess dress is the one maddalena picked and wore for halloween. anyway, maddalena requests her “pincess wosey” stories every night now, and especially likes “the one wis the deer.” 😉

now, maddalena [not unlike her mother], takes her fiction extremely seriously. i mean, the line between fiction and non is quite the blurry one. totally appropriate for the age of two! but also something i’ve never quiiiite grown out of, myself. but hey, i chalk it up to a healthy imagination on both accounts! keeps us young, keeps us young.

aaand so, anyway! one day last week, she decided to dress in a “pincess dess” of her choosing, put on her finest jewels, requested help with her pink bow, and announced, “i’m pincess wosey!!” and as she continued on as princess rosey for the day, i just could not help but adore eeevery little drop of it. this age, i tell you! this coming-into-her-own thing. it’s just so so good! oh, do i love that baby pincess of mine.

so, that afternoon, after flawless rendition of let it go #247, princess rosey and i headed farmward for a spell, to check on casey and help with the horses as they were getting their feetsies taken care of. the princess marched her way through the grass with her cheddar bunnies, picking those fluffy dandelions, and enjoying the fresh air. then, as we put casey back out in his field, hooves freshly trimmed and fancy, he stomped all around on them, ticked off that the two smallest of his field members were still in the barn… subsequently vocalizing his control issues much too near the princess, who startled and went all a-scrambling! and the princess mommy had a good laugh, because it was so silly. then she had several bonus laughs as she looked at the conveniently captured photos.

…and they lived happily ever after! theeee end.