PRDK.. yes, love....

Lily has had an... emotional.. couple of days. I know a lot of children get upset at school time drop off, clinging to parents, tears, some might run, or refuse to go in, screaming can follow a parent down the hall from the classroom and still manage to break their heart at the gate. Two weeks of being in the family unit takes its toll, and of course in some ways they don't want to leave that security, that warmth and love and fun. I understand that.

The last couple of mornings I found myself wishing it was for those reasons my own little minion of unpredictability was causing chaos..

Morning 1 - The tables had moved
Morning 2 - Didn't want "Catty" to go home (cuddly toy)

I shall just assume that in her mind, some Lily bridge makes the gap from tables/toy to home with us and the wonderful times we've had over the last couple weeks. That she actually means she's missing us, but can't articulate it yet.... That's right, Mummy, that's EXACTLY what she means.

Also, she came out this afternoon in high spirits, holding a rainbow triangle and looking pleased with herself..

L: "I got somefin tell yoo, Mummy!"
M: " Oh really? That's a lovely rainbow!"
L: "No it not fat! I got tell yoo somefin!"
M:" Okay...."
L: "I not Lily anymore. I got a noo name. You know what my noo name is?"
M: *insert blank pleading look here*
L:"My name is Princess Rainbowdash da King, my name is. Yoo know now. Yoo call me?"
M: "Princess Rainbowdash....the King?"
L: "Dats wite, yoo know dis!"

*en route to car a confuddlement hits Mummy, the fact that it took her this long to suss what was bugging her is saying something*

M: "Lily, King is a boy thing, do you mean Queen?"
L: "What?"
M: "Well, you're a girl.. would it be Princess Rainbowdash the Queen?"

*Cue Lily looking very troubled and thinking very very hard while Mummy loads up the car and gets us home.. dinner is had, Superman is watched, games are played, all is well. Then comes bedtime.. Lily actually took care of bedtime by herself, no Mummy help, at goodnight moment Mummy gets an extra big hug, and as she's about to close the door...*

L: "Mummy...?"
M: "Yes, lovey?"
L: "Queen is too hard to say. I be Princess Rainbowdash da King."

By that point I'd forgotten the earlier conversation, so I just agreed. It was only once I'd got downstairs and pondered it all that it hit me. My girl takes a while sometimes, but she always gets there in the end.