Today I was having a lovely little conversation with my resident princess while she was eating spoonfuls of peanut butter. It went something like this:
Me: Mommy didn't have a very fun day. I had a long class I had to go to. And I just want someone to want my book.
The Little Princess: What book?
Me: Remember the book I wrote? The one about Hatshepsut, the princess Pharaoh from Egypt?
(Note: The Little Princess is rather keen on Egypt ever since she got to ride a camel at the Pyramids.)
The Little Princess: Yes.
Me: Well, I'm waiting for someone to say they want my book.
The Little Princess: (takes my cheeks in her hands and pulls me close to her peanut-buttery face) Oh, Mommy. Someone will want your book someday.
Man, I hope she's right! And I hope it's someday soon!
