That's More Like It
My three-year-old has begun referring to me as "Your Highness" and "Your Majesty" - bowing everytime she approaches. Any request is delivered from her knees, and with lowered eyes. And! Get this! This morning, she KISSED THE HEM OF MY ROBE.
I don't know what brought about this change, but it beats the hell out of her shrieking "I. Want. Some. COOOOOOOKIIIIIIIIIIES!"
Oh wait. Party's over. She's now at my feet again, on her knees, with lolling tongue and pretend tail wagging. There is pawing and huhhn-huhhn-huhhn noises. She's a dog. Great. Just when I was getting all comfortable with the whole "Your Majesty" schtick.
Well, it was great while it lasted.