Ahh...Grandparent Power. Some one's Grandma (my father's wife) was down from NY this weekend. We went to the Marketplace at Disney because she wanted to find a shirt for her daughter. Instead, she found this place. Despite them "strongly recommending reservations", Grandma D managed to snag her a walk in...with NO waiting! The next thing I knew, my Princess was sporting an authentic princess 'do (and makeup) complete with sparkles from her Fairy Godmother's wand. She was positively paralyzed with joy. I was paralyzed at the price of a royal 'do ...but then I'm not a fairly grandmother...I mean, godmother. But then I suppose that is exactly what a Grandparental Prerogative is.

We'll see if this magic lasts past midnight. They do up the girls' hair with so much stuff that it hasn't moved all day, despite her playing outside in a bounce house! She insisted on sleeping in it, tiara and all, in the hopes that she could wear it again tomorrow (well, she said until Wednesday when she has a party with her resource teacher at school, but that would take more magic than even Disney could muster).