G believes, really believes, that if she draws a fairy on a piece of paper its alive. Its hard to argue with her about it because, if you leave a blank piece of paper next to the fairy, it writes a note.

One time someone left a glass of water on the “art” table and Dot, our cat, tried to drink out of it. Dot knocked over the glass spilling water on several fairies — drowning them! G started to chase dot with a bat yelling “MURDERER.” We caught her before she finished Dot off.

Grieving, she put the soggy fairies in the hospital under a death watch. They recovered (dried) and are in occupational therapy now. However, I don’t think they will ever be the same.

After seeing that her entire fairy population could be wiped out by one small disaster, G focused and made more and more fairies. The fairies started to fall behind in the note writing so she held a contest. The fairy that wrote the most words won a gold star and the privilege of accompany G to her guitar lesson last week.

Now when we watch a movie, G has to spend 30 minutes setting all the fairies up to watch.