Maya, having a lengthy conversation in the car on the way home today: "Mama, Buzz is my best friend."
Me: "Really?"
Maya: "Yeah. He can fly!"
Me: "Can you fly with him?"
Maya, sad: "No, Mama. I can't fly."
Me: "Is it because you don't have wings?"
Maya, still sad: "Yes. I don't have my wings yet, Mama."
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I hope you don't get your wings for a very, very, very, VERY long time, dear Fairy. I'm selfish like that.
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