Plinky asked if I could bring one fictional character to life for a day, who I would choose. Without a doubt, today has been one of those days when I know I could have used a fairy godmother. It was cold and rainy and cloudy. Again. Max tried to help me comb Little A’s hair (he meant well, I think, but the execution was not so good). As a result of the prolonging of the combing, we missed the bus. And so on and so forth. Instant hairdos for everybody, caught buses, done chores and beautiful weather could all have been mine with the touch of a magic wand. Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo. Yes, it would have been a truly beautiful thing.