"Tobeeeeeee"...Emma Sparkle squealed as she flew with a "POOF" into a basket of warm laundry I had just taken out of the dryer. Pixies love to play in warm fluffy laundry, and are especially fond of the smell of April Fresh Downey.
"Do you love me?" she asked poking her head up from the basket of clothes.
"Of course I love you, now please try not to leave sparkles on the socks."
My husband gets cranky when his clothes are all "glittered up", and he reminds me to please keep my sparkles in my workshop.
"Do you love me forever and ever and never stop counting?" Emma asked as she put a sock on her head and made it into a hat.
"Yes I love you Emma and never stop counting- did you do something naughty?" I looked at her with my "suspicious mom face".
"...And you want mee to stay and live here forever too?" She darted up and came down with a swoosh, head first into the pile of clothes I had just folded making my work for naught.
"YES EMMA!! Now what is the matter?" I demanded with a little less patience than I would have liked.
She peered out from behind my now crumpled jeans.
"I don't want you to glue meee to a tree and sell me on Ebay."
"Oh for Gosh Sakes Emma! Is that what's wrong?" My heart just melted as I scooped her up and looked into her little bright green Pixie eyes
"That Pixie on the Rainbow tree wasn't REAL- it's only a figurine".
"What's a figureeeen? She asked
"It's like a plate, but in the shape of something like a frog or a Pixie!" I held up my prized Flow Blue plate to show her.
"See? Plates aren't alive so It's okay."
"Weeee!" She swooshed up with glee in spirals to the ceiling- "I have to go tell everybody!" and with that she was off...leaving a sparkly trail of pixie dust on the bed, and a pile on my husband's socks.