Why the Tree of Life?


D's Imagination

I have a pair of fairy wings that I wore last Halloween when we went trick'r treating with the boys. D asked me to put them on recently, and then said, "Fly, Mommy, fly!" So, I obliged and started skipping around the room. "NOOO! FLY, Mommy!" He made it very clear that I was supposed to be flying, that the wings were really supposed to make me fly. It was a little disappointing, I think.

We also have a small, toy airplane, and on this same day, D was holding it and said, "Mommy, help me get in [the airplane]. How do I start this?" I asked, "Do you want to get in the airplane? Do you want to fly in the airplane?" "Uh-huh."

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