There was a fairy party. My daughter spent most of the summer planning one in her quiet time: it was complete with hand drawn plans; she had every minute detailed. Adam and I decided to go ahead and throw it, and it was a big success. There were pale pink cupcakes, tiny fairy houses to decorate, colorful wings, ice cream sandwiches, pixie dust, and a pile of dress up clothes. And my little fairy then tumbled into bed, and spent the night in happy dreams.