The sixth to arrive, she held a gaily wrapped present with a big pink bow on it. "What's your name?" "Lily Grace." "Do you have a favorite color?" It took her a second to reply, and I could barely hear her. "Purple." "Then you'll be Faerie Lilac." Pulling a lavender tiara out of the basket, I set it on her blonde hair. I helped her slip her tiny arms through the sparkly straps that would support the sheer tulle wings she'd get to take home with her. "You're so beautiful!" I turned her to look in our full-length mirror. Lily Grace's eyes lit up. She gave me a shy smile. "The other faeries are over there." The cutie and her mom headed to the north end of the room that was reserved for girl parties. Decorated with silk greenery, vibrant flowers, and tons of twinkling lights, it was one of two celebration areas in my Mom's new party supply shop, Festivities. We'd recently decorated and now rented out the rooms along with we-do-it-all party packages.
