Tuesday, September 11, 2012
No applause please...well at least not without a standing ovation too
I am the Queen! Bow down at my greatness! I am but fifteen and a half months old and I have finally mastered going to my rocks....wait for it....by myself!! I know right? Now I should qualify that statement. I should perhaps have said I no longer need to be on the end of a leash to go to my rocks. I of course still require an escort. I mean, all royalty requires an entourage, security, a posse right? We can't be expected to do our bizness by ourselves. Who would be there to cheer? Who would be there to witness our greatness? Feel free to congratulate me by sending cookies and bits of your laundry.