My husband, talking to the monkey while I was trying to catch some extra sleep:
"See that girl with the crown and the wings? She's a fairy. The fairy of... um... making dust bunnies appear from under the couch. It's not a great job as fairy jobs go, but she's in line for a promotion soon. She's hoping to become the fairy who sometimes makes lost socks reappear. It's a much better job. She'll get a pay raise and a company wand. She's very excited."
...and now you know why I love him.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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