Pink Elephant In The Middle Of The Road...

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PINK ELEPHANTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD

All 3 of my girls were young. The kind of young that begs for magic. A kind of magic that begs us to believe in something bigger than ourselves. The kind of magic that believes in the impossible. I began my daughters magic training early.

Lesson 1: Pink Elephants do exist

When the girls were young when ever they would get in the car they would always want to drift right off to sleep. Whatever time it was it suddenly became nap time. I would always want them to stay awake until we arrived home so they could get a full nap in.

When their heads would start bobbing and dropping towards deep sleep I would break out my magic in the form of a sudden, (it had to be sudden) and loud declaration of MAGIC ahead! Magic ahead in the form of a Pink Elephant!

"Girls!!, there is a
PINK ELEPHANT
in the middle of the road!!".

That is right a PINK ELEPHANT, and it was always in the middle of the road. Without fail my loud declaration of seeing a Pink Elephant Parade right in front of us would rouse my precious sleepy heads from dropping off the edge into slumber. They would somehow will their wobbly heads to strain and rise above the windshield so they too, could get a view of the Pink Elephant crossing our path. Of course they were always just a second too late. They had missed the Pink Elephant. No matter how many times I saw a Pink Elephant and how many times they missed seeing it, they always looked. I guess no one wants to let the window of magic close knowing they did not even try to believe in magic. I bet that even now, as they are all grown up with children of their own, that they would still look if I yelled out, "Pink Elephant in the middle of the road!". Some magic never ages...