Now, after I have a boy, I understand. A few days ago, the girls came to me, giggling. They had gotten the window crayons, and used them for 'lip polish.' "Now we're beautiful, because we're princesses," Kathleen told me.
Edwin has a stick. He eats lunch with it.
It's the first thing he finds in the morning.
And even when he's cooking with Sophia, it's with the stick by his side.
Teddy Roosevelt would be proud.