A Fairy Nice Day

Recently our six year old granddaughter, Avery, was told she would need glasses as eye patching did not correct an eye problem she was diagnosed with, so this was the next step. The tears came, and her world crashed around her. She did not want glasses. Avery’s mom told Avery that she had to get them but to help the situation, she told her that she could pick out any frames she wanted.

Pink, red, blue, purple, sparkles or glitters. So many styles and designs. Immediately, Avery fell in love with a pair. Sparkly with glitter? No, Avery chose the plain rubber type in blue. Now not any kind of blue but “cotton candy blue” as she will tell you.

At first, they said the frames were not available in blue...oh excuse me...cotton candy blue so they told her she would have to get purple. More devastation! More tears.

To everyone’s surprise, the ophthalmologist pulled a rabbit out of his hat and her glasses came in cotton candy blue. To help ease into the glasses, Avery’s daddy bought her a pair of matching glasses for her American Girl doll, Alex. Score for dad!

Avery has been great in wearing her glasses every day all the time, which surprised us all. As a reward, I planned an “Avery and Grammy Special Fairy Day.” I told her I would pick her up for a surprise day that had to do with fairies. She was excited. Grammy had a plan!

Last Saturday I picked up Avery and Alex (her doll) and took them to the Cauley Square Tea Room for lunch. While we waited for a table we visited the Aviary which was interesting with all the birds.

Sitting at lunch, Avery said she wished she had her electronic device and I told her we were going to talk instead. “Well what do you want to know Grammy?” Was her question. We talked about school, she performed songs for me and we discussed the surprise to come. Avery said she did not want to be turned into a fairy if that was the surprise because she would rather stay a little girl. I assured her she would.

After lunch we headed for the big surprise at my neighbor’s home. We pulled in and met Marijke, our neighbor and some friends. It was there that I told Avery that I was going to get her “fairy hair.” A lady was there who uses a crochet hook and puts sparkly strands into your hair. She was thrilled and watched as another lady had hers done first.

Avery picked gold and blue strands and was very pleased because the fairy lady (she wore her wings) also placed strands into Alex’s hair. Grammy got a few silver strands in her hair as well.

After this, we headed to our home where Grammy said it was movie time because frankly, I was pooped. I have been nursing a cold (ended up being bronchitis again) and although I enjoyed it, the day just did me in. Later we met her family at Sonny’s for dinner and Avery proudly showed off her fairy hair.

Saturday was a special day. I hope that I am helping to create memories that the grands will look back and smile. I hope they say things like, “Remember when Grammy did this” or Remember when Grammy took me there?”

Fairy Day was a success and frankly, Grammy enjoyed it just as much as Avery. Yes, we had a fairy nice day.