Once upon a time, there was a girl who liked to read in quiet places. One day she was hired to babysit four boys, and their loud and raucous behavior astonished her. After they chased her with their pet lizard and locked her out of the house, she vowed (as she stood banging on the front door) that she would never have children like those wicked boys.
This young girl grew up and met a gentle prince, and he took her to his California kingdom. They quickly had three strapping boys, and the girl suddenly missed her mother.
So the gentle prince gave up his job to move his wife near family. Unfortunately, the princess had a best friend, who also happened to be a Sicilian sorceress. When the princess told her friend they were moving, she grew angry and said, “Then I will cast upon you my Sicilian hex.”
“You’re Sicilian?!” asked the princess.
“Yes! and I hex you with only boys. No girls.”
“No!” the princess gasped. But it was too late.
They moved to the land of Utah anyway. The prince worked at a French antique furniture store (and no, the furniture was not enchanted). He hoped to buy the business, but it didn’t work out so the prince got a job at the Royal Bank of Canada (and yes, that is its real name).
The prince and princess soon found out that they were having another baby. The ultrasound said that the chances of having a boy were 100%.
This prompted the prince and princess to make an offer on a home with a very large backyard. In June, they moved into this home which truly felt like a castle to the princess because
~She could send her boys down to the dungeon, close the door, and be oblivious to their screams (of delight, of course, except when they were torturing each other).
~She could send her boys to the backyard, a magical forest that entertained the boys for hours, especially when she locked them out of the house.
~She could walk to a quiet bookstore (until she came in with her boys).
So despite the Sicilian hex, this princess was very happy. The baby came in September and was healthy and sweet. The prince played with his boys in the forest and read them magical tales before they went to bed. The princess enjoyed watching her boys scarf up their dinner, even if they didn’t always do it sitting down. Even though the boys were often loud and raucous, the parents loved them and sometimes disciplined them. And when all else failed, the land of Utah was filled with unsuspecting babysitters.
May your heart be filled with love for the loud and raucous members of your family, and may you be able to remember the birth of the true prince this Christmas season.
The Prince, The Princess, Ben (8), Eli (6), Davy (4), and Ricky (3 mo.)
See the continuation of the fairy tale here.