Tuesday, December 30, 2008
When she had reached that grand age of 4, she declared that her name was no longer Havilah, but Katy Pwincess.
(Not Katy the Princess, or Princess Katy. It was more of an inherent thing than any title. As though she'd always been Katy Pwincess, and just now chose to acknowledge it.)
And she acted just as she envisioned Katy Pwincess would. She sang incessantly. Even at meal times, while her family chattered and ate, she would quietly hum to herself, taking small bites and using a napkin.
She was above arguments, and when someone pinched her or snatched a toy, she just smiled a sort of aloof disapproval, and walked away.
I was fascinated by Katy Pwincess, and begged the honor of taking her picture, but she just giggled and said, "Well you can call me Havilah."