Friday, December 04, 2009
Have I Really Been Blogging for Four Years?
On my way home from book club I stopped at the Target for the "Pacifier Fairy" (plus I needed cash for the sitter).
Earlier, Hazel barfed her whole blue Icee and her ham and cheese and banana dinner (which she--understandably now--reluctantly ate) soon after she crawled into bed. She's our most responsible child to date and so of course and gratefully did the deed in the toilet. Then, to add insult to injury, I reminded her that we would be hanging the little baggie of pacifiers on her bedroom door tonight for the Pacifier Fairy to take away to PacifierLand. Of course she was perturbed and a little weepy at the thought of not having those plastic germ fest devices to keep her company under her comforter. She even said, "What will I do with myself?" Well, at least the fairy leaves you a present, I lamely consoled.
Seth, our first, went through the same ordeal 3 1/2 years ago and still goes with it. He commented, "There must be TONS of pacifiers in PacifierLand. Like a mountain." And I watched him imagining the Everest of Binkies. Awesome. He also fiercely believes in Santa. I don't think I ever did. Mom? I digress.
So, the gift awaits the awakening of a brave girl who took a step into the dark tonight.
On a joyfuller note: I finally finished the wreath. Let Christmas commence!
*Edit* The wreath was a MS idea. And in true MS fashion, it was la.bor.intens.ive, which is funny because her description includes the phrase, "the is one of the easiest wreaths we've ever made." For a "how to" go HERE.