If you believe Peter Pan (and who doesn't? We're looking into getting a Newfoundland* to act as a nanny when I want to go out.**) M made a fairy last night.
Or rather, she laughed for the first time.
And I took pictures, which doesn't really work for a laugh, since laughs are auditory, but if you sort of gurgle happily while you look at the pictures, it will be a reasonable facsimile.
*She's only a St. Bernard in the Disney version, and we're a books before Disney kind of family.
**This is probably going to confuse M, since her canine caretaker and her maternal grandmother would go by the same name, but it can't be helped. We'll blame Alynn, though. Or the bananas. Or both.
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