Today I found myself once again the getter of bugs, chaser of flies, and slayer of dragons.
Big gnarley ones with stinky fiery breath that jump out of closets and chase you around in their underwear, causing us to squirm into spaces much to small for our bodies like beneath a fairy’s bed, or inside a robin’s egg. Somehow-at the last moment-right before that stinky dragon turns the corner I remember a magic shrinking spell and we mange to hide…
What can I say? I’m multi-talented.
More importantly I’m thrilled for the chance. My boys have certainly inherited my flare for the dramatic and over-active imagination. I wouldn’t have it any other way!