Begs the question, doesn’t it. SINCE I NEVER WANTED TO BE A PRINCESS AT ALL. Now a Prince, we can talk.
You’ll never guess which one of the above pictured items was checked out of the library when the lil’ monkey was there with Other People Who Shall Remain Nameless*, and which one was purchased in a compensatory fit by Baba. So Xena wields a weapon, and people are shrieking and running for cover on every other page. And she’s wearing an outfit that is best suited for the Folsom Street Fair. Least she has sensible
shoes boots on.
Oh, these are bleak days around Casa LD.
‘Scuse me while I go scream into a pillow.
*In the interest of full disclosure, I will note that the adult among the Other People Who Shall Remain Nameless did at least apologize for what got dragged home from the library. With a sweet sympathetic look. As if to say, “Good luck keeping these horses in the barn.”