Growing up I would pretend to be Cinderella and my prince would rescue me from my wicked house. My house was so not wicked, but growing up you always think there is no place worse than your own home with your parents rules! And, oh I would dream of all sorts of things while I did my chores. I’d make up stories of what life would be like “if only . . . ” this or that were different. That practice of making up stories got me through high school and college. Then my prince did come. Now, our life has been so very far from “dreamy” but having my prince sure has made it easier!
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I always love to hear this song. Disney is my all time favorite. I would live there if I could. Hope the end of your pregnancy is going well. Thanks for joining in this week at TSMS. Hope you will be back.