June 23, 2013: that's how I roll

Ella got these awesome butterfly wings from her daddy one year for her birthday at the Life and Science Museum here in Durham.  hey aren't your typical wired nylon things that attach with shoulder straps, so much as fabric wings that attach with straps at the arms and hands.

She loves them.  She stretches them out when she wears them and announces that they are the best wings ever, because they slow her down when she jumps down a couple of stairs and she insists that they make her float.
The other day she had attached them to her ceiling fan.  No kidding, she had taken the elastic and attached each end to a blade of her ceiling fan, so that when the fan was on, she had this weird revolving butterfly wing thing.  I told her to take it down. Carefully.

When I went into her room later, I picked up  her wings off the floor, where she had put them on removing them from the fan, and I asked her to put them away.
I handed them to her, and she made the decision, instead of hanging them on a coat hook on the wall, to roll them up like a sleeping bag.
She casually handed them to me and said, "this is how I roll, mom."