Princess and the P

I always loved that story--you know the one where the snooty queen finds out that her house guest is an actual princess because the little waif felt one wee tiny pea under a mile high pile of mattresses? Well in this case, it isn't a 'pea' it's a 'P' as in purple. More specifically Amaya's super soft purple sheets on her new princess bed. 

It of course had to be a princess bed to match her princess castle.

Did you notice that something was missing in the edge of that first picture?

Yep, the dresser that I was fussing over a month or so ago had to find a new home.

It's a good thing princess has a royal-sized closet.

And what does lil miss think of her new resting place? Well, when I found her this morning all she kept saying was "My purple bed" and "More bed", so I'd say she likes it pretty good.

In fact, I had to drag her out of her room this morning as she kept saying 'more bed, more bed' complete with the repeated signing of 'more'.

Mama: You like your big bed, huh?
Amaya: Not big bed, giant bed.  Amaya's GIANT bed!
Mama: Oh my mistake.

  I mean what fairytale is complete without a giant, right?

You may be wondering how we knew it was time for her to have a big girl bed. Well, our first clue was when she barely fit on the toddler bed which meant we often found her sleeping with her head hanging off one side and her feet dangling off the other. Our second clue was when she slept just fine alone in a big bed at Grandma & Grandpa's house. Finally, the deciding factor was when little petunia successfully used the potty.

If that smile isn't deserving of a fluffy princess bed, then I just don't know what is.