Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Hydrangea Fairy of Edison

G and I picked late summer bouquets - she did all of the scissor wielding and flower arranging.   I was only needed for reaching vases from a high shelf and shaking spiders off dahlias:


Our time together in the garden lead to the inevitable question, "why haven't we ever seen a fairy here?"  The only answer that I could come up with was, "well, maybe they don't know that kids live here." 

So G stomped outside to remedy that, and made this fairy ballroom floor for them to dance on tonight and to signal her kid presence:

The Hydrangea Fairy of Edison left her this little note:

I can't wait to see Genevieve's reaction in the morning and to spin more tales about moonlit fairy dances in our garden.  Watching her believe so wholeheartedly in fairies is all the magic I need.

1 comment:

  1. I LOVED this book, and still do...
    Somehow we have a copy with a note from the author, with my sister and I actually named! That was also magical.

    Bat fairies rock! You never have to start an awkward conversation later on, because it seems socially acceptable to believe in fairies forever. Amen!