So, this week has been a little stressful. We had foolishly assumed with the recommencement of the school term things would settle down a bit. After all, I can drive again after healing from surgery (thank all the Gods I don’t believe in), half term is officially behind us, and routine can restart, right?
Wrong. This week, there has been an interschool sports competition (she won a medal for winning the running race – this is not a shock) followed by world book day (I will be returning to this); her grandmother’s birthday; and as I write this, it is international woman’s day – which is being celebrated at our gym with a brunch. This means lots more people, food and general chaos.
Seriously, I have never seen it this busy. We have had to fight for a table, but I once again digress.
So last week, with the knowledge that world book day was approaching, I asked my fae what books she liked and she blinked at me. I tried to explain that this was a day to celebrate books and what we enjoyed about books by dressing up as something from a book you like.
More blinking and then….
“Butterflies.”
Ok, Butterflies, when it comes to books, you like butterflies. So, we find an acceptable butterfly costume (a set of wings and a headband) and then set about rummaging through books to find an acceptable match. Yes, I know, this is not the way round you are supposed to do world book day. I doubt I am the only parent, and even if I am I don’t care, she has a costume she will wear and more importantly one that, after the photos are taken, she can remove and still be fully dressed. No, I’m not making her change.
So she went as a character from the ‘very hungry caterpillar’.
She liked the wings so much she wore them to football that night.
Raising the Modern Fae 