It was fun, though not nearly as entertaining as my instructors--my godkids Ian, 9, and Amy, 6. Here's an actual conversation:
Amy: I'm a fairy.
Ian: Oh, yeah? Then where are your wings? And how come you can't do magic?
Amy: Because there are no fairy schools.
Ian: There's no such thing.
Amy: How do you know? You don't even believe in Santa. If you don't believe in fairies, then you're saying you don't believe in me.
(Amy trips over a planter.)
Ian: Nice goin'. If you were a fairy, you would have flown.
(Amy rises, brushing herself off with dignity.)
Amy: Even fairies make mistakes.
In other news, Ian has been so inspired by the What's New project, he got a mohawk:
Strangely, when I went to import this picture into I-Photo, it mistook it for a duplicate of a hard-boiled egg. I swear.
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That's my girl/fairy!
I definitely believe this world is big enough for fairies AND skeptics.
Be careful with that Wii, folks: just a matter of time 'til someone gets whacked in the face.
I think that's my favorite conversation ever. "Even fairies make mistakes,"... words to live by.
Be warned - wii-related injuries with be forthcoming. Would you beleive my brother gave me a black eye playing wii-tennis? Yeah. It was a badly timed back-hand, combined with the doorbell going off and our cat freaking out. Merry bloody Christmas that was, lol.
Haven't been around much so just caught up on about 2 weeks of 'new things'. Am super glad to hear it is still going well! :)
Ah, the nascent power struggles of growing children.
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