Over a month ago, I was laying in bed with this girlie next to me (like every night).
And out of the quiet she said,
"Mom.
If we were fairies, we could fly like this."
And she started to move her arms like wings, and added,
"And we'd have wings on our backs."
I gave some sort of affirmation to that point, but really, it was one of those moments that made me quiet in my heart.
I looked at her and thought about the wonder that is being three years old and wondering about fairy wings before drifting off to sleep.
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