"Momma I want to be a butterfly, I need my wings." To which she immediately ran into her room and retrieved her fairy wings. I helped her put them on and off she went back outside.
About 15 minutes later...
Alena: "Momma my wings are broken."
Me: "They look okay to me."
Alena: "But I can't fly!"
Me: "Well honey, you just have to pretend."
Alena with a heartbroken look on her face: "I don't want my wings on anymore."
And she took them off.
1 comment:
poor thing! at least she didn't try jumping off of anything high to see if they worked!
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