A fairytale wedding

I am not one of those people that have been counting down the days to the royal wedding today. I had no intention to set my alarm for 3 AM to get up and watch it. I just wasn't interested.

Don't get me wrong. I am very happy for the royal couple and wish that they live happily ever after. I just don't need to hear about it.

But I have a confession. I turned on the TV this morning to let the kids watch Curious George while I got things ready to leave for work only to find coverage of the wedding. It was just the tail end of the wedding, watching the couple process out of Westminester Abbey.

I was going to change the channel (Antonio was begging, in fact), but I noticed my sweet little girl sitting next to me on the couch as I nursed the baby, watching every second of it. She didn't miss a thing. Finally, I turned to Julia Belen and said, "she's a real princess". And she just gave a wide-eyed smile.

While I didn't get caught up in the hype over the royal wedding, I am so glad I was able to share those moments with my daughter. And maybe she'll start dreaming of a fairytale wedding of her own.