Maya had a really bad day today – the leprechauns didn’t visit her class, and to make matters even worse, she didn’t spot any, unlike her superlucky friends Donya and whatshername. (Apparently they’re about 4 to 6 inches tall). Aanika’s class had a visit – “they turned over Mrs. Rosa’s chair” and made all sorts of other mischief. She didn’t get to see a little green gnome either, but at least their visit confirmed their love for her.
It’s a dilemma – to let Maya believe, and to let myself hang onto her innocence–or rush along her already-fast-disappearing childhood? Obviously, some of her cleverer friends have figured out how to have a Tom Sawyer moment… should I let her in on their secret?
