Today was a testament to the fact that it is perfectly acceptable for fully grown women to dress up like princesses and pose for a camera. Tiaras and all.

And to top it off, it is also perfectly acceptable to spend the night eating spaghetti and chocolate cake with marshmallow and peanut-butter topping, watching Disney’s Aladdin.

Because it’s our last night here. My last night to be like the little kids I’m babysitting before joining the big, scary adult world again tomorrow when we fly back to L.A.

Oh, yeah. And jumping back on the diet wagon. Marshmallow cake isn’t exactly health food.