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Have you ever tried herding hyperactive unicorns into dreamland? “Bedtime Stories for Kids” will have your little ones cozying up with superheroes, fairies, and bedtime tales that sparkle like stardust!
Forget counting sheep—ever counted the minutes until your munchkins finally drift off?
Craving a bedtime routine that’s more enchanting than wrestling a dragon into pajamas?
Dreaming of stories so captivating, bedtime becomes something joyous to look forward to instead of something to dread?
Say goodbye to bedtime blues and hello to a realm of whimsy and wonder!
“
Bedtime Stories for Kids” is your secret weapon against bedtime chaos.
Imagine your little sidekicks snuggling up, immersed in tales so magical that bedtime becomes the best part of the day!
Here’s what you can look forward to:
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
Copyright © 2024 by Ella Swan
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Charlotte was the youngest fairy of all the other fairies. She did not mind being the youngest most days but hated that her mother would not let her go to sleepovers. The good news was that today was Charlotte’s birthday, and her mother was letting her have a sleepover for the first time.
“Will we have the best snacks?” Charlotte asked her mother as soon as she woke up that morning.
“We will have rainbow cookies, veggies with sparkle dip, a cotton candy cake, and your favorite blue milk,” her mom reminded her yet again.
They had been planning the menu for an entire week. Charlotte had even helped pick up supplies at the grocery store hidden deep in the large oak tree. As a special surprise, Charlotte’s mother had even built a special tent that hung from the highest branches of their home tree. All the little fairies could sleep in rainbow-colored hammocks and play games on the color-blocked rug.
There were unique party games and events like a wing painting station, a magic sand station, a bubble maker, and all the favorite board games. Charlotte was so excited that she flew straight out of bed and into her closet to pick the perfect outfit.
“Mom, when does the party start? I want to see all my friends!” Charlotte called as she buzzed around the room, trying on different looks.
“Your friends will be here in a few hours. While we are waiting, you can help me get organized.”
As soon as Charlotte was ready, she flew into the kitchen to help her mom. Charlotte grabbed her special apron with the big pieces of fruit printed all over it. She did not want to get her party clothes dirty. Charlotte had heard about all the fun that the fairies had at sleepovers. She could not hide her excitement.
Together, Charlotte and her mom made the special rainbow cookies. They looked like circle-shaped rainbows. The sparkle dip was a family recipe that Charlotte had learned from her grandmother. Everyone loved the shimmering dip that made vegetables taste the best. It took all morning to get all the treats together, but just as they finished, Charlotte heard a knock at their door.
Charlotte flew to the door and opened it to three of her friends. Finn, Sully, and Claire flew in with big smiles on their faces. All the little fairies hugged and started laughing. Everyone was so excited.
“Hi, guys! Are you ready for my first sleepover?” Charlotte asked as they walked toward the kitchen. “The others should be here soon.”
“I can’t wait to have my wings painted,” answered Finn.
“I want to play a game,” followed Claire.
“I’m just hungry,” mentioned Sully.
“We can do it all in the new tent,” Charlotte beamed.
The group was just about to walk away when the doorbell rang again. Another group of fairies had arrived and were welcomed in. The big group flew to the special tent to start their fun evening. Charlotte wanted her wings painted first because it was her birthday, but Claire and Finn sat down first. Charlotte got a little jealous when she saw how pretty Claire’s wings looked, with little pink and red hearts painted all over them. Finn chose to have his wings painted with big, colorful polka dots that caught the light when he flew near the light. By the time Charlotte got a turn, the painter had run out of her favorite color, purple. She was disappointed but still liked the giant blue butterfly she had on her wing.
Once everyone had been painted, the group decided to play games. Charlotte wanted to play one game, but everyone separated into small groups. All the fairies were having fun, but Charlotte had thought the sleepover would be different. When Charlotte lost the game she was playing, she started to cry. Everyone stopped and stared at Charlotte, not knowing what was wrong.
“This is my party. I lost the game. I didn’t get to have my favorite paint. I didn’t even get to go first!” Charlotte stomped.
Finn, Charlotte’s best friend, walked up and hugged her. “Charlotte, we are just having fun. We are all so happy to be here. We want you to have fun, too.”
“I just wanted everything to be perfect,” Charlotte cried into Finn’s wing.
All the little fairies gathered around their friend. “We are having a blast, Charlotte. Things are perfect because we are all together.”
Charlotte looked around at the faces, staring back at her, smiling. She was being silly. The party was perfect because they were all together! Charlotte started giggling as she dried her tears. She was getting upset for no reason.
“Don’t worry, Finn and I cried at our first sleepover, too,” Claire said shyly. “It can be scary when you do not know what to expect.”
Charlotte felt better knowing she was not the only one who got upset at their first sleepover. She also knew how much her friends loved her since they did not get mad when she was so upset. Everyone calmed down and went back to having fun.
That night, the group of fairies had more fun than ever before. They ate all the snacks, even an entire cotton candy cake. Just before bed, they had a sparkle fight that covered the tent in tiny shimmering bits. As each little fairy chose a hammock to sleep in, Charlotte even shared her favorite stuffed animals with everyone. All cuddled up, the little fairies fell asleep and went to dreamland.
The next morning, the fairies had sprinkle-filled pancakes for breakfast before going outside to fly around in the sunshine. As each fairy parent called their children home, Charlotte was happy that her first sleepover had gone so well. She understood she had amazing friends who would help her during tough times. Charlotte could not wait for her next sleepover.
“It’s almost time,” Billy, the most adventurous fairy of the bunch, whispered to the other young fairies in the group.
“Do we really get to ride the horses tonight?” Petra, Billy’s little sister, squeaked as she looked into the sky.
“Every time there is a full moon, we get to go for a ride,” Billy explained. He knew his sister was finally old enough to learn the secrets of the full moon rides. She was not quite strong enough before, but she had been practicing.
“When the moon is at its fullest, we can fly over to the horse stable, and I will show you how we ride. But remember, we can never let the humans see us. They always seem to know we have been there, but we can never be caught.” Billy made sure to explain this before every secret ride.
As the moon shone bright against the clear night sky, the young fairies gathered under the big oak tree. They flew silently to the nearby stables, and each chose a horse to ride for the magical event. The horses were very welcoming of the fairies, always up for a ride. Billy let his sister choose which horse they would ride that night. It was her special night.
Petra flew up and down the aisles, looking for the horse that she wanted. She found a giant, solid walk horse with a flowing mane that would be perfect. When she called for Billy, he agreed that the horse had its own kind of magic. Once everyone had chosen a horse, the fairies went to work.
Since the horses were so much bigger than the tiny fairies, the way they rode was a bit different. The fairies would tie tiny knots in the flowing manes and hold on as the horses ran free. After the ride, the fairies would make sure the horses were back in their stalls before leaving. The only proof left behind were the tiny knots in the manes to show where the fairies had ridden.
With the perfect knots made, Billy and Petra took their seat in the tiny knot and used magic to open the doors so the horses could run free. One by one, the horses galloped out the doors and into the open fields. Petra squealed with delight as the large black horse Petra and Billy rode ran at full speed.
“I love THIS!” Petra called into the wind.
Even though fairies could fly, riding a horse was a new experience. The large animals could cover the ground much more quickly than a fairy. Petra closed her eyes and leaned back, holding tightly to the horse’s mane as the wind whipped around them. The horse ran up and down the hills, stopping only to nibble a few blades of grass.
Petra watched as they flew past large trees, splashed through puddles, and leaped through the tallest grass. She giggled when a group of deer jumped through a nearby clearing, and the horse snorted into the cool night air. When a flock of wild birds flew from the ground into the air, Petra tried to reach out to touch the downy feathers.
After about two hours, the horses were growing tired and started to slow down. Petra climbed onto the horse's back and laid down to stare up at the moon and stars. Billy joined her, and they lay in silence, just taking in the sight. The only sounds were those of the horses eating grass, a few crickets chirping, and water running in a small creek nearby.
“Billy, why can’t we ride during the day?” Petra asked her big brother.
“The humans do not understand us and are easily scared.” Billy explained, “We would love to share our magic with them, but they are not ready. The horses are not afraid. They understand that our magic is safe and fun.”
After some rest, the horses were ready to move again. All the fairies let their horses trot around slowly. The horses would stop to eat, and the fairies would laugh and talk about everything. When the sun started to come up that morning, the fairies knew it was time to go. They quickly moved the horses back into their stalls and flew away, leaving only the knots that were used to hold on.
Just as the last fairy flew out of the barn, the horse’s owner could be heard opening the big barn doors. She seemed surprised that the horses were so quiet and looked tired. As she started to feed that morning, she noticed that many of the horses had small knots in their manes. Before the owner brushed out the manes, she laughed, knowing that the fairies had visited the night before.
As Petra and Billy flew home with the other riders, laughter could be heard all around. Everyone loved the full moon rides. Petra could not quit smiling, her tiny wings going almost as fast as her speech.
“Billy, why do the humans take out our knots after a ride?”
“I’m not sure, Petra. I know they do not seem to mind that we leave them. I also think that some humans may even hope that a fairy can be caught, but we never are.”
“When can we go again, Billy?”
“During the next full moon, we will ride again,” Billy explained once again. “We have been doing this for thousands of years.”
Petra smiled again as she was tucked into her leaf bed that morning. She would dream of the adventure and those to come.