"You are a Princess", said my younger one giving me a hug.
"No, you are a Queen", said the older one pushing his brother away so he could hug me.
"I'm not a Princess, or a Queen", I laughed. "I am just your Mamma."
"But you are as pretty as a princess", said one, "and as kind as a queen", asserted the other.
Why I couldn't just be Mamma, I don't know. Because flattering though it is to being called a Princess and a Queen, being a mother is so much harder.
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.