Days of a three year old

So Kamryn yesterday was really in rare form. She told me the truth about her! Which turned out to be that she was infact a princess....Yikes! I find myself thinking "oh boy! what have I got myself into!" She Had Everyone, Robert, Tristan, Me, Grandma and even diesel all in a queen sized bed watching snow white at ten o'clock at night. You tell me who other than a princess could really do that? Earlier that day though I had Gone to Help Robert finish up work on a Bathroom side job. Of course like any good handyman we cleaned everything before we left. Sadly for us, the owner hadn't cleaned in oh....shall we say three years? It was the nastiest bathroom I'd ever been in. Besides some truck stops. So coming home from that to the funny saying and joy of a little girl was just what I needed. Sadly the joy didn't last for this morning all we have done is cry and scream. A lovely three year old morning~ It's mornings like this that I look forward to nap time in the fullest. Grandma's are truely life savers in moments of fits. As I'm just about to snap and end up in a straight jacket from the Constant screaming of NO and I''m not going to be nice, they appear like a lovely Prozac all wrapped up in ribbon to drag the three year old from certain death. Needles to say I love these days but I will be surely happy when our outbursts of being three are over. I suppose now that I've had my 15 min to get my sanity back I better go do some damage control and clean up. It's my turn to save grandma.