Dear diary. If you recall I gave Princess Allison a Yule present last Yule. It was the sister of my puppet, Mrs Buttons. I use to picture what kind of life the sister now live. The places she gets to see in those little hands! But I picture it’s also a tough life too. Imagine the competition a poor little puppet must have to get the attention of a little princess, who must have so many toys already.
Thus I was amazed the other day when I did meet the princess and found the jester puppet clutched with a firm grip! Clearly all those other fancy toys stand no chance against a well-traveled gal like the sister of Mrs buttons. Good girl!
The girl (the princess, not the puppet) grows so fast! And she does remember me – I have in a way known her since she was a baby after all. The Queen is a kind ‘un, letting her daughter play with a retched commoner like me (and my puppet). Then again, it’s hard for anyone – even a Queen – to withstand those big blue eyes for long.
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