I'm here to tell you a little story...

There once was a sweet little princess.  Her name was Rebecca Joy.  She was very appropriately named as she brought her family much joy and happiness.  Her dimpled smile brought sunshine to the gloomiest day.  When she hugged her momma, her momma was filled with peace.  When she cooed "da-da", her daddy forgot all of his troubles.  Her brothers and sisters loved to fuss over her, taking her for rides in the royal radio flyer wagon and feeding her the royal pureed carrots and peas.  She lived a very charmed, simple, royal life.

Though her life was charmed and filled with good things, Princess Becca had a secret longing in her heart.  It was a longing she didn't even understand.  She wanted to find her Prince.  She had not been able to express this feeling to her daddy and momma, the King and Queen, for although the feeling was very real, she had not yet mastered the art of speaking.  She loved hearing the King's scribe read to her from the annals of the King.  She especially loved the stories about how the princesses from years gone by had met and fallen in love with their princes.

One lazy summer evening as she was dozing off to sleep in her royal pac 'n play, she listened to the scribe read her a story she had not heard before.  She didn't get all of the details because she was half asleep and in a sort of dream-like state.  All she remembered hearing was something about a princess, a frog, a prince, and "happily ever after"...

The next morning while the Queen Momma was preparing breakfast after milking the royal cow, and while the older princes and princesses were setting the table, happily chatting about the days plans, little Becca Joy set out to find her prince.  She really didn't know what she was looking for exactly, she only knew that she would know him when she found him.  Her progress would be slow, she knew, because she had not yet learned to walk and her crawling abilities were still fairly new.  As a result, she determined to search the castle thoroughly before venturing out into the real world.  After all, sometimes the best things in life are right under our noses and we don't even realize it!

It didn't take long for Becca to find what she had been looking for.  She spotted him in the corner of the dining room and scooted across the room just as fast as her legs could slide.  When she reached the frog sitting quietly in the corner of the room waiting patiently, unbeknownst to anyone else in the room, for some breakfast crumbs, she tried hard to remember what the scribe had read the night before.  She couldn't quite remember what the princess in the story had done to the frog when she found him in order to turn him into her prince.  She paused for a moment...and then...sweet little princess Becca...dainty little princess Becca...precious little princess Becca...PUT THE FROG INTO HER MOUTH!!!

The Queen Momma entered the dining room moments later and saw Becca facing the corner of the room but with something hanging from her mouth.  Not thinking much of it, the Queen Momma went over to the sweet babe and scooped her up.  When she realized that what was hanging out of her precious princesses mouth was, indeed, frog legs, she grabbed the frog and hurled him across the room and vigorously wiped down Becca's tongue.  She announced, not calmly, that Becca had been eating a frog.  The 6-year-old prince at the table jumped up in exaltation that his lost frog had been found!!

Alas, Becca will have to wait another day to find her prince...and perhaps she'll need to listen to the details of the fairy tale a little more closely next time...maybe a simple kiss would have done the trick .