My husband and daughter were snuggling/wrestling on the couch together while bantering back and forth. My husband called her a pajama princess. She wasn’t thrilled to be in her pajamas, though I hadn’t the foggiest notion what her objection might be. He said she is a P.P. and he loved her. She smiled and the resentment over wearing pjs to bed melted.
She snuggled up under his chin and called him H.D: Handsome Daddy. So sweet. Then H.D: Hairy daddy. Equally honest, at any rate. He called her S.P.: Sweet Princess. Then Q.P.: Cute Princess…. I’m sorry? Beg pardon? Q.P. Cute Princess.
OK. So sometimes we don’t represent homeschooling so well.