Amelia was a lovely Cinderella. She wanted her Daddy to be her prince. That left me to be either an ugly stepmother or the Fairy Godmother. Luckily, my child laughed off the ugly stepmother, claiming that I could not be that ugly. So I whipped up a magical cape, gray hair, and a wand, and we were ready for some neighborhood fun.
Five days later, and I am just about sick of candy.
Last year? I was Dopey. Really.
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