My five year old niece stayed the weekend with us.

For the first time since I was nine, I willingly let someone call me The Princess.

You see, we were playing in my great-grandmother’s beaded jewelry. And I was “crowned” by the High Princess herself. So I had to accept. *shrugs* What can you do?

She also started a food color war. She and my mother, aka Nana, were coloring sugar on Friday night to make colored sugar cookies on Saturday. She decided she wanted to fill my dad’s, aka Papa’s, coffee sugar jar with PINK sugar. So they did.

Saturday morning, Papa retaliated, and we had green pancakes for breakfast.

I have really enjoyed watching my parents get to be grandparents. It does make me a little sad, though. I never had any grandparents like that. My great-grandmother was alive until a couple of years ago, but by the time I was around, she was too old to handle an energetic kid. I never had anyone to make sugar cookies with.

Anyway, back to my niece. She’s hilarious. I walked in this morning around nine. I had stayed at my boyfriend’s house last night.

She spun around in her chair when I walked in.

“And why are you coming home so late!”

I winked at her and walked off. When I came back into the room, she eyed me again. “Where were you!?”

Without thinking, I said, “None of your business,” and grinned at her.

I can hear the phone ringing now. In a few days, my sister’s going to call and scold me for teaching her child a new phrase. Hahaha!