My sweet neighbor brought me a Tupperware. And lo, in it were many wondrous things.
That Tupperware is positively full of a fairy garden.
I tucked the first piece into the crimson clover right beneath the peach tree, because that’s clearly the most logical spot for fairies to set up shop…
My neighbor said her granddaughter has outgrown the concept, but by the response of my oldest, maybe mine has too…
MOM THIS ISN’T REAL DID YOU PUT THIS HERE THE DOOR DOESN’T OPEN SO HOW WOULD THE FAIRIES GET INSIDE ANYWAY.
*sigh*
{Would someone please remind her to willingly suspend her disbelief right around December 24th?}
Bitty E is a straight arrow, a warrior, a courageous heart with a mop of blonde hair. Ain’t nobody like that got time for fairies. Especially when there are wars to wage. Mostly with one’s sister.
BUT.
Throughout the afternoon, I kept looking over there to find her, squatting down, careful not to touch as I had warned her that fairies are like birds, and then can tell when you’re messing with their newly built habitat and won’t come back.
And she kept going back, and back, and back again…
I’m going to sneak the additional pieces in there every few days…keep ’em guessing. Maybe my little lioness hasn’t thrown off all the shackles of childhood just quite yet.
