Fairy Dust and Pixie Hollow

A morning at the park, a walk home alongside the tall willow weeds. A moment spent showing the kids to blow the seeds and make a wish. This moment forgotten by a mom whose mind was elsewhere.

Fastforward three days. 3:00a.m. Kaylin sprints into our room "Mommy, Daddy my wish...it came TRUE" before we could respond "Tinkerbell VISITED ME!!!" and she sprints back to her bed in the hopes of visiting with her little fairy friends. Drew followed her to her bed, I listened, she pointed to the ceiling and the window and the lights, tracing the paths this little fairy flew. She was tucked back into bed and fell asleep quickly, her little face beaming with excitement. Imagination and reality mix together in her little world and such an imagination this little girl has. Her wish, when she blew that "special flower", her wish that she so seriously kept a secret had come true.



The next morning while the kids were eating breakfast, Drew went to their room to grab something and called me in. He pointed and there, fluttering around the window was a little brown moth.