Last week, at the end of the night (for us) at a fabulous Halloween party, I went  to retrieve my purse and saw this…

 

 

There were no children at said party and I’m not sure how this fairy came to be on the host’s bed. I’m also not sure if the fairy was trying to make it into my bag or not. But it’s sweet to think so. I mean, she certainly would have had a mild experience if she managed to live with Mister and me. But is that what fairies are after? Somehow, I don’t think so.

 

I’ll probably never know what was up with that fairy down.

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