Clearly, the writer in me is taking a break…
We all picked our favorite Disney Princess at dinner one night.
Mulan is mine. Michael claims she’s not officially a princess, but I don’t care. She rocks.
Honors her family, kicks Hun ass and gets Mr. Hot Damn too. Ultimate Princess.
Maggie and I sing this song in the car…with the hand gestures. That’s right. Enjoy.
That’s all from the laundry room. Zip up the tent.