Sunday, June 2, 2013

The Happiness Fairy

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There’s a new hat, and it’s all business around here, for about twenty seconds.  She stands over by the tree, and manages not to laugh.  I say, “Stand here, look there, eyes up, chin down.”  All serious, you know.  She’s trying so hard to keep a straight face, her forehead creases with the effort.  Then I say, “Smile a little.  Not that much,” and that’s it.

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These are my favorite ones.  She can’t help smiling.  When she was little, she had a tutu and and a homemade paper crown, and she went around as the Happiness Fairy, and not for Halloween, but just, you know, on a regular Tuesday.  I’d be stomping all over, hollering about somebody’s shoes in the middle of the floor, and just then she’d come twirling in whistling on an ocarina, a big piece of pink silk tied around her head with a lanyard, and saying, “I’m the Happiness Fairy!”  Bam, just like that.  Smiles.  It’s her superpower.

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Doesn’t she just look like the most awesome hipster angel in that slouchy scrap hat?  Everything looks good on her.