My granddaughter Bethany is a believer. She knows why pictures on the wall are skewed when you wake in the morning. She and I are avid Tinker Bell fans, and can't wait for the new movie (Tinker Bell and the Great Fairy Rescue, due out 9/21). She's convinced a fairy stole one of her earrings one night while she slept. Anyone knows fairies steal (they call it "borrow") things from unsuspecting humans, usually bright, shiny things. Anytime something's missing or can't be located in my daughter's house, the fairies quickly receive the blame.
We have a door in our back yard. When we moved in two years ago, the door was a table top in the laundry room. When we remodeled the room, the table was dismantled and the door stored outside for a year. Granny found it again this past spring and set it up in the backyard one day, in the corner of the fence, just behind the fire bowl where we sit at night and tell stories and make Somores. It's decorated with wreathes and flowers. When I came home from work and saw it there, I quickly realized it was the Fairy Door, where they gain entrance to our shady, closed-in back yard. We have two fairy statues in the yard to honor them. Bethany was wide-eyed when we told her the purpose for the door, as only a seven-year-old can be.
I hope she always believes, as I do.
0 comments:
Post a Comment