Jessie was wound up at bedtime last night at my dad's house where she sleeps with me. She's very lovey dovey at those times and would pat my hair and my back and give kisses. Then she stepped up her game and told me that I was her beautiful princess. She added that she and Maggie were princesses too. She told me that her daddy was my Prince Charming.

She thought for a second and added that Dalton was Prince mean. When I was telling Boyd all this, she corrected me and said "Dalton is not prince mean, he's just mean."