America's Supernanny

America's Supernanny

Monday, July 18, 2011

They call me beautiful princess....

My four boys (ages 8, 5, 5, 2) have learned one thing in their short lives.  If they want to get on my good side they will call me "beautiful princess." 

It started one cold winter night when I was making supper and they were all trying to use my body as a sheild from each others attacks and I just had enough.  I pulled out a plastic crown (that just happened to be in my cupboard) and made a new rule: 

NO ONE in the kitchen when I have my crown on! !

And then came another rule:

And when I'm wearing my crown, you will call me "Beautiful Princess"!!

And for some odd reason, it worked.

Since that cold winter's night I have purchased myself a couple more plastic crowns and Santa even brought me one this year!  It's to the point now when I'm making supper and don't have my crown on the boys will notice and say "Mom, don't forget your crown."

One of these days they will probably realize that not all moms wear crowns in the kitchen. Or that not all moms want to be called beautiful princess.  But in our house, with four boys, plus a husband it's my one "girly" thing that I can get away with!  (....well that and I also ordered a Royal Wedding Ring, but we will save that for next time.)