Big Mama and Little Princess: a Valentine

Little Princess was born pink and bubbly and beautiful and wherever she went there was light and happiness. Little Princess had a huge and generous heart. She loved to sing and dance and tell funny stories. Big Mama loved Little Princess more than anything in the world.

Sometimes Little Princess would stumble and fall. Always Big Mama would run to place her copious body underneath Little Princess so that LP would have a soft cushiony tummy to fall on. And if she scraped her knee or got a bad belly-ache, Big Mama would wrap Little Princess in her big flappy arms and her majestic breasts. Always Little Princess would pick herself up, dust herself off and sing and dance and tell funny stories all over again.

One day Little Princess didn’t feel like singing and dancing and telling funny stories, she did anyway because that’s what Little Princess does, but she just didn’t feel like it. Big Mama could see a big, bad obstacle right in Little Princess’s path. She placed her copious body beside the obstacle so that LP would have a soft place to fall, but darn it if Little Princess didn’t trip over the obstacle, bounce off of Big Mama’s tummy and land, fwap, right on the ground.

Big Mama picked Little Princess up and rushed her to the doctors. They poked and prodded and asked thousands of questions. Little Princess eyelids started to droop, but she took all her medicines and kept singing and dancing and telling funny stories.

And the mornings were hard and the nights were hard, but Little Princess picked herself up every day and sang her songs and danced her dances and told her stories. When LP needed it, Big Mama held Little Princess in her flappy arms and majestic breasts.

But then a wonderful thing happened. Each day Little Princess felt better and then not better and then better until one day, Little Princess woke up, her big eyes bigger than ever and she didn’t crawl out of bed, she flew. And she wanted to sing her songs and dance her dances and tell her stories. And every day after that Little Princess flew all over the world bringing light and happiness to everyone who knew her.

And Big Mama was happy to see Little Princess fly.

But, Big Mama was always there, copious body at the ready.

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