"Welcome to Fairy World!" she announced from within a pile of baby dolls and their clothes. "Want some wings, Sweet Pea? I'll go get you some. Taylor, can you be the mama fairy and I'll be the baby fairy? No, wait, you be the evil witch and I'll be the mama and Sweet Pea is the baby."
Except Sweet Pea wouldn't wear the wings, so I got to be the mama after all. Then Sweet Pea did want the wings, after she watched us "fly" in them, so then she got to be the baby and I'm not sure who I was. Then I told Bean that Sweet Pea was feeling a little sick, and probably wouldn't want to play very much.
"She's sick? Oh no!" Bean furrowed her brow. "I'll get my doctor bag and my makeup bag."
Got it, girlfriend. She dosed Sweet Pea up with shots of "love mix" and I guess Sweet Pea is on the mend, although apparently pretend shots of love mix don't bring down real fevers. Too bad.
After we played we watched some of The Fox and the Hound before we realized the rain had cleared. Hubby took sick little Sweet Pea home, but Bean and I went out to play in the puddles and pet the pony.
Is there anything better than a fairy who believes she can fly?
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I love the fairy wings and rainboots look. I will have to try that myself someday. I love this!
ReplyDeleteOh Taylor, I love reading your posts! You have such a unique, clear voice...and your perspective on life is so encouraging. I feel like I always write this, but what sweet memories!!
ReplyDeleteI love this post so much! Bean is so smart!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait for fairy wings and dresses in this household full of rocks and sticks :P
I love this post so much! Bean is so smart!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait for fairy wings and sparkly dresses!
Thank you, friends! Aren't little girls the best?!
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