Yesterday during a long car ride, I told Hamslice a story where the hero of the story was the Fairy with the White Gossamer Wings. All of my stories have this same fairy as the hero, and Hamslice has had it "up to here" with the Fairy with the White Gossamer Wings. He actually shouts "Nooooo!" when I say her name.
Hamslice said to me "I don't believe in Fairies. Fairies are stupid."
I looked at him, slightly wounded and said, "Well if you don't have Fairies, how do your wishes come true?"
He looks at me and said, "I don't need Fairies. I've got Santa Claus and God."