All is well, particularly after two straight viewings of Cinderella.
But then, the twilight zone.
All hell breaks loose.
A good straight hour of screaming makes for one hell of a mall walk.
Except then you have to chase after him. Hmmmm... screaming isn't so bad.
So it's a little smaller than our other house, but I hear ones this size go for at least half a mil in NYC.
Thankfully princesses don't care how big their castles are.
At least that's my story and I'm sticking to it.