The Boyscouts. . . um Fairies?. . .of America

A New Year’s Update:

All of our worrying, planning and wondering how New Year’s Eve would go added up to a big fat fiasco of a night.  There was sickness.  There was crying.  There were spankings.  It got so bad that around 10 at night, mom-in-law told us we should flee and flee we did.  Straight home to our beds.  We didn’t even wait up to welcome the New Year.

*disclaimer* I checked with my current Bulgarian expert and she assured me that she has never ever heard of a superstition in Bulgaria that whatever you’re doing on New Year’s, you’ll be doing all year. But (strangely enough) after New Year’s, the first time you hear a dove coo, whatever you’re doing at that moment, you’ll be doing all year. . . . .

Now on to the topic of the day:
Everyone is always asking me how My Dear Husband handles having so many girls in the house. This story says it all:

I was taking care of Tiny and I could hear My Dear Husband trying to get all the girls to help him unload the dishwasher. Naturally, this involved tons of whining, a few tears, and attempts to go potty, or in other words, back out of the job. The girls had been playing and they were dolled up, fairy wings and all. This is what I overheard from the bedroom:

Dad: Girls, repeat after me. This is The Fairy Law.

Girls: Okay, Daddy.

Dad: A Fairy is Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful.

Four little girl voices repeat. (Try to imagine a high-pitched sing/song tone and you’ll have my girls pegged.)

Dad: A Fairy is Friendly, Courteous, Kind.

Girls: A Fairy is Friendly, Courteous, Kind.

(Those of you with little boys should recognize the Scout Law by now.)

Dad: A Fairy is Obedient.

Girls: A Fairy is Obedient.

Dad: Hear that girls? A Fairy is obedient. Let’s do these dishes.

Girls: (still in singsong) A Fairy is obedient! Okay, daddy!