At least I know he appreciates me!

Yesterday, I went to my first photography class. Poor Prince Charming was home taking care of Princess Mag-pie. I was on my way home and I got a one word text message, "HELP". I walked in the door and I could hear Princess Mag-pie crying, I could hear Prince Charming trying to calm her down. I could feel the frustration in the air and he tried desperately to calm his baby girl. I walked in and he handed to her me, in a "here you fix it" fashion. I took her in my arms, held her cheek to mine and started patting her back and shushing her. Within seconds she was calmer, and I could feel her sighing against my shoulder and I could feel her wet little cheeks pressing into mine. It was like they were both saying, "Thank God, mommy is here."