Last weekend I took Emmy to have a garden tea party with a bunch of fairies – and I wrote a blog about it for Hamilton County Tourism. Here is the link recapping the fun afternoon on that blog: visithamiltoncounty.com/blog
Here are a few quick things about the day (in addition to the post above):
I took Emmy to the fairy party an hour early because she desperately refused to do anything else.
“Lunch Em? Or maybe a little walk?”
“NO, I GO TO THE FAIRY TEA PARTY!?”
I am happy we did because we had time to create a cute little fairy house (although one of the fairies at the tea party told her to expect a fairy to move into the house so now I have to go buy one and I keep forgetting).
The tea party was the best hour of Emmy’s life. She insisted on dressing like a fairy (black ballet leotard, pink tutu, pink sweatshirt, her Tinkerbell wings, two pink headbands, her Cinderella shoes). We sat together at the table and drank tea (she had orange tang), and the fairies came around to chat with her.
Just hanging with a garden fairy…
Sipping on “tea.”
The biggest news of the event was Emmy’s deep, dark hatred of the Unicorn fairy. The Unicorn didn’t speak, she was all white, and freaked Emmy out. Em kept her eyes on that Unicorn as she hobbled around the party and at one point had the following conversation with the Queen Fairy:
“I don’t like your Unicorn.”
“Why not? She is a verrrrry nice Unicorn, we love her.”
“She scares me. Can you send her away?”
“No, we need our Unicorn, we can’t send her away.”
“Could you send her to a BAD place?”
Shame and horror, I felt shame and horror.
Creepy Unicorn at the party..
Taking a fairy garden tea party selfie (obviously) with Em, but she could see the Unicorn in the camera on my phone & wouldn’t take her eyes off her.
Emmy didn’t speak to the Unicorn, but if she had, she would have said “Back up off me…”
Beyond that, Emmy loved the pretty tea cups and sitting outside and talking to the fairies and strolling around to see the homemade fairy houses. She smiled from ear to ear the entire time and, at the end, she tugged my skirt and sweetly asked, “Mama, is this better than Disney World?” I obviously told her yes.
A few more pictures…
Emmy with the Queen Fairy. I can see the judgement in her eyes “What kind of mother encourages her daughter to send Unicorns to bad worlds?”
Me and our fairy house, Emmy and her tea cup – but all eyes were on the Unicorn.
The Fairy that told Emmy a fairy would CERTAINLY move into her fairy house.
Sweet, girly, beautiful Emily…