When I come downstairs on Saturday morning, my daughter greets me at the bottom of the stairs. She's a confection in pink today. She's dressed up in an outfit her aunt brought back from India, made from a pink, gauzy fabric, embroidered with flowers. She is also wearing her Disney tiara, and holding a sparkly wand.
"Mama, do you want a spell?" she asks.
Apparently, she's a good witch today.
"What kinds of spells do you have?" I ask.
"Well, since you had a stroke and a seizure, maybe something... to help you with that," she says. Her voice trails off. Before I can speak, she's off again to another part of the house, talking to her stuffed animals and her brother, waving her wand and casting more spells.
3 days ago
You know like the stroke eliminator of Peter Levine;ReplyDelete
:) Loving daughter!ReplyDelete
Love it. Kids really are magical. You must be "cured" by now....at least in your heart!ReplyDelete
Lucy is an angel.ReplyDelete
Except on days when she's a bad witch ;)Delete
I love it! Magic wishes!ReplyDelete
She is on to something! She is a delight, must be YOUR gene pool :)ReplyDelete
Nothing wrong with magical thinking! Have her wave her wand in our direction when she gets a chance!!!!ReplyDelete
Children aren't the only ones who do magical thinking. Consider the driver who slowly inches the car forward while waiting for the red light to change.ReplyDelete