Hello there, babykins. Do you know what a nuisance you've been?
I managed to miss it in the outline. I didn't even note down in it -- though I knew -- that it began in the spring, with trees shedding their blossoms and petals scattering like snow -- to remind her of something three years earlier. I did note down you were born in midwinter, during flurries.
But now I sit down to write, and it leaps out at me: baby gets born in midwinter, even in fairy tales that takes nine months, and how long does this tale take? I don't know if the hero and heroine can get together fast enough. . . but I do know while I think it's more time that would allow a pregnancy to fit in, I know that it's not really that much more. As in, won't take all year.
What a nuisance.
goo goo gah gah
Which I think means, "Aren't I just the cutest little baby?" since, being a character, he has no qualms about leaving me high and dry.
ah well, we shall just let them get anxious about things and wondering whether she should go bathe in a forest pool and see if a frog will talk to her before they realize they won't need to. Especially if they would be just as glad if the fairy tale skipped their kids.