Yes, I inflict fairydom on my teenage sons. I don't think I'm gonna stop, either. Well, as long as I'm driving and they're trapped in my car anyway. Tonight I picked up my little guy from a UIL band thing, drove him by Taco Bell (I became his instant hero...at least for a few minutes until...), and as we got into our neighborhood I pulled into one of my favorite places on this planet, Fairy Alley.
Little dude: "Again?"
Me: "Yup...I love it here...What do you think of it?"
Little dude: "Well, it's too sparkly-ee, it's too butterfly-ee, I don't get it."
Me: Silence as I peer around, soaking in the magic.
Little dude: "I guess it's OK."
"OK"?!?! Hooray! In teenage boy land, saying something fairyish is "OK" is super high praise, indeed.