It's not all a fairy-tale, certainly. Even if I call my kids dwarfs and dye my hair black, no bird is going to come scrub my bathroom. But there are still the little joys.....like Joshua's Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Rothstien. No one in the class can say it right. It's a lot easier to call her Mrs. Frosting. It's like Candy Land. Awesome.
But I've noticed more sinister paralells too. Sometimes I bribe the kids with sweets and candy and It's not like Candy Land. Remember Hansel and Grettle? ....And the witch who measures Hansel's finger to see if he's plump enough to eat yet? Well, about every month, I measure Erika, just waiting for the day that her arm is long enough to move the clothing from the bottom of the washing machine into the dryer. She's almost there.