
Rachel, Rachel, Rachel. Remember how she was going to be a black cat? Well, she wasn't. The night before the parade she was in tears again about not wanting to be a cat. Instead she wanted to be a fairy. So now we've gone from a cat to Dorothy to a fairy. Part of me wanted to tell her tough luck, but then I decided to be a nice mom and figure something out..... without having to spend any money. So I called her aunt Kerstin to see what she might have from previous years. We were able to come up with fairy wings and a pink tutu and it sufficed! Thank goodness! It wasn't the most spectacular costume, but if you know me that's about as good as it gets whether it's planned months ahead or the night before!
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