Cinderella

All joking aside, being a middle kid, and having a big sister, is tough on the soul sometimes.

She goes to kindergarten first, goes to Girl Scouts first, and loses teeth first.

This, incidentally, made you have a real connection to the book we were reading tonight, Cinderella.

She wanted to go to the ball too. Just like her stepsisters.

So later, when I went to check on you, and found that you had changed from your pajamas to a tutu and slippers (which I had already changed you back once, when you had put on a swimsuit), I did not fuss. I got you. You are Cinderella, and you are going to that ball tonight. So I helped you put your slippers ON, and tucked you into bed, planting a big kiss on your head. I said "make sure you are home by midnight, Cinderella!"

You said "okay."

:)