it's when millie decks herself out like this and delightedly announces, "me, faerie, mom!" that i know she's woefully underschooled by her mother. the best part is that annika knows exactly what the fay are and is giggling at millie in the background. (side note: john gave me two neat books for our honeymoon* this year by the eminent folklorist Katharine Briggs--The Fairies in Tradition and Literature and British FolkLore and Legends. I haven't finished either one yet, only dipping into them every so often, but they are a wonderful mixture of scholarly study and untouched story and are what I should be reading to Millie along with her A.A. Milne, Beatrix Potter, and Mr. Frumble.

*code word for our wedding anniversary