Everyday does of Reality
Have you ever had that moment when your child or one of your children, asks for something SO out there, you say yes and never think they will remember? Those are the times I need a muzzle. I am currently building a fairy commune per say. The deranged fairy I live with has drawn up plans for 5 houses for fairies, gardens for them, a gathering place and a walk path should their wings get too tired to fly.
How did I get myself into this mess? I have the answer to that question. One day on a walk through our woods, there was this spot off to the side of the trail where the sun beamed down. Amethyst, the 5 year old deranged fairy, said she wanted to put fairy houses there because it was the PERFECT spot and fairies must come there.
“Mom can you help me build fairy houses”?
“Sure why not”, thinking she will forget in a few days.
“I can see a whole fairy city right here”, as she jumps up and down in the area.
“Oh yeah, I can see it to”, insert both feet into mouth and use Gorilla Tape to stop any word vomit from seeping out.
Today she came at me with drawings of this fairy village now. She has pictures of the inside of the houses with dishes, beds, tables…the kid has everything. At some point the next portion of this story will have to move to the “Projects & Recipes” section of the blog. This whole being a contractor to the fairies is a pain. I don’t have meat hooks for hands but I’m finding my fingers building this stuff is almost like I have elephant feet for hands. People I am building houses with twigs, tiny twigs that I could use as a toothpick.
Just take this as a warning parents, you may think it is a passing conversation, but when you have acorns held in your teeth your, bark in your hair and and twigs wedged under you nails…reality sets in. Muzzle, just saying, you might want to invest in one for yourself.
To be continued….My road to Fairydome.