Friday, July 23, 2010


Today as Zavier was getting out of the tub, I retrieved a princess towel for him from the linen closet. I held it open, expecting him to walk into it. Instead, he stepped backwards and said: "Oops, try again!"

"Oh." I stood there for a few seconds. "You don't like the princess towel?"

"No," he answered.

I started to chuckle.