Tinkerbell

This is the story that originated the idea for this blog. Last Saturday (10/10/09) I was getting ready for a costume party. Given the extensive amount of wings we have, I decided to use my good blue and white set and go as a fairy. Aria has a love/scared relationship with this particular set of wings. They generally hang on the wall, and she loves being lifted up to look at (and touch, my tactile little darling) them. But occasionally, she sees them on the wall and gets afraid, and wants us to take them down and put them away. But today appeared to be a good day, and she was quite fascinated by the wings.
"Fly, mommy!" she exclaimed, laying on the floor.
"But what else do I need to fly?" I asked her, knowing that Peter Pan is currently her favorite movie.
She looked over at her hand, closed in a fist. "Dust!" she stated proudly.
"Yes, and I don't think we have any fairy dust right now," I said, finishing putting on my wings.
"But we can pretend, mommy. I got a fairy right here," she said, holding her fist out to me. So I went over to her and let her sprinkle "dust" on me.
"So what else do I need?" I asked.
"Think a wonderful thought!" she shouted proudly after a moment.
"Okay, so I'll think of you!" I said with a smile, and proceeded to fly around the room.
"Aria's a wonderful thought!" she agreed. "Watch me be a wonderful thought." So we spent a few moments flying around the room, as I watched my daughter be the most wonderful thought I could imagine.

Since this is a week old, I'll give a brief today up-date. Today, she ate: four oranges. Two frozen waffles (while they were still frozen). A bowl of strawberries. A bowl of spaghetti-o's and meatballs. A sugar donut. And I'm sure a few other things. I sense a growth-spurt coming on. Here's to hoping the longer sleeping hours come with it this time.