It's no secret that Sunday is a day for rest, so today's post is short and sweet, and a clean up of lose ends. I recently blogged "Part 1" of the Elf off the Shelf story, a story about turning two small dolls into Fun-Fairies. After making them, I positioned them on the presents that the Fun-Fairy was giving to my two daughters, and photographed them with the intention of making Christmas cards. Well, the cards got made, but were not exactly swooned over. Sigh. I'm not sure whether it was due to the fact that my girls are still quite young, or there was just too much anticipation to get presents unwrapped. Whatever the case, the cards were glanced at and unceremoniously tossed aside.
I salvaged them from the mounds of wrapping paper (so that I can make a scrapbook page using paper, just as I did with Mimi's 4th birthday wrap). I put the cards on the shelf and when things were a little more subdued I explained to the girls that now we knew what the Fun-Fairy looked like. Both girls nodded, unconvinced, and then I realised I had made a fundamental error. I thought it would be fun for the Fun-Fairy to give the girls fairies as presents. The girls did indeed love their new toys, but now that they had 'real fairies', there was no longer any need for dodgy dolls with paper wings and pom-pom hats masquerading as Fun-Fairies!
I'm not sure whether to bless or curse Tinkerbell and her all pervasive merchandise. I guess I gotta go with it... I mean her... and all her flower-loving friends, whose predecessors jumped off the shelf, and were never to be seen again.
