Princess Dress? And, to make matters worse, the morning was FILLED with compliments on how nice she looked, and how under dressed the compliment-giver felt. Do people NEVER want me to wash that dress or what? 
Jessa, on the other hand, was her normal, reasonable self, and made friends with the other kids playing in the dirt. My sweet little beautiful, perfect all-American girls.
It wasn't until I was getting ready to leave that I suddenly started laughing aloud as I realized it gave a whole new meaning to "Fairy" Princess. I have hysterically brilliant children, and it took me a whole half-a-day to figure it out!
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