hoping to dream of fairies

[We went to a fairy festival yesterday and the pocket fairy gave Marian a blue plastic gem: “a water drop from the waterfall in the north” and said if she put it under her pillow, she would dream of fairies. Marian was crazyexcited to try it, checking its under-pillow position several times. In a moment of good parenting last night, I asked if she thought it would happen right away or if she thought it might take a few days. Marian: “I think a few days.” True. This morning, no fairy dreams. But she cheerfully recounted what drama did unfold in her golden head last night:]

I was at the ocean with daddy and mama was there, too, and really there was a big dinosaur and he was trying to fight me but daddy held me in his arms and daddy hand was like this in front of my face and after that the dinosaur didn't find me and he was like this: “grummmm” [cute disgruntled face] and after that we went in the ocean and we parked on the sand and that was the “the end.” Oh, there was something else, too. Put it down. I dreamed about we had a boy hamster and we had a girl hamster and I loved them so much and they had their own little cage and they were also nice to each other, too. And that was the “the end” of all of my great dreams.