Shower
On Labor Day, the Princess and I went to a shower for a fair lady named Christina. I don’t know the difference between going to a shower and taking a shower, because I take baths. However, I am pleased to report that this shower thing was very enjoyable. There was a lot of good food, there were games, and there were gifts. I was confused as to why the gifts were not for me (they all looked like they would fit, after all), so I fell asleep.
Here I am, with the Princess. We are participating in some peasant tradition where you cut a length of the string that you think fits around the pregnant woman’s belly. As you can see, the Princess is skilled in diplomacy, and I have learned much from her.
