When we got home from church on Sunday we were greeted by whimsical figures of each of us on our doorstep. Such a happy surprise. I looked at it for a few moments trying to decide which friend was most likely to have represented my family in flowers and twigs. Margaret stared at it with me and then suddenly her face lit up.
"Oh, Mommy! The fairies came and made us that gift! That was so nice of them!"
Yes. Yes, it was.