The Princess Syndrome

Once upon a time, a little girl named Kennedy developed a case of what we like to call the Princess Syndrome. (You may recall last time when she developed a case of the birthday syndrome.)

When Sincess Kennedy woke up from her afternoon nap, she decided that she wanted to eat the royal macaroni and cheese. It didn't matter that we her loyal subjects didn't have ACCESS to macaroni and cheese (or "cheese" as she officially dubbed it). The nurses here made her a PB&J sandwich fit for... well... a princess; we offered her lots of her other favorite foods; but Sincess Kennedy only wanted one thing... and it had to be "cheese".

So like any true princess, her prince (aka Daddy) rode his horse drove across town, from the hotel to the Royal Boston Market, and brought his princess some "cheese". Sincess Kennedy ate... and ate... and ate... until she could eat no more, and all was well with the kingdom.

As it turns out, this "cheese" gave Sincess Kennedy super strength because after she ate, she sat up on her bed and played with her toys for awhile and kept her balance just beautifully.Then we decided the princess should go for a walk, so we put on her royal slippers and Sincess Kennedy walked with much assistance out to the hallway where she received some candy for her job well done. Sincess Kennedy then decided that she would like to go to the playroom and said, "Let's get TOYS!" So she walked and walked, while she was supported from the front and the back, until she got to the playroom and spotted her royal chariot.

Against the pleas of the common folk (aka Mommy), Sincess Kennedy decided to drive through her kingdom and grace her subjects with her presence. She made a royal declaration that with lots of prayer and King Jesus at her side, nothing can keep a good princess down.

And she lived happily ever after.
The End.