That was reckless! Irresponsible! Dangerous!

Not only did you crash me into the neighbor's car, but you ran away without leaving a note!

You could have your stroller license revoked. Or worse, be brought in for a hit-and-run!

Are you listening to me, Master W.?

Every pixie needs a wand.

Even when riding her tricycle.

If only her mama had made a bear sized wand to match my Tinkerbell costume. That would have been so cool.

I'm trying really hard to be upbeat.

But I'm telling you, it's tough to keep a smile on your face when you're left behind. Master W. and Miss C. are out there having fun with the real vacuum while I'm stuck here, forgotten, in the closet.

Have you ever woken up and wondered...

... how did I get here?

Yeah, that's pretty much where I'm at right now. Last night I went to bed on the floor and this morning I woke up on the mantel.

Freaky.

Face it, dude.

He ditched us.

For a pair of Miss C.'s pink sparkly light up shoes, no less.

I feel so... rejected.

Who who who...

Whooooever thought I'd be riding in a Schwinn!

As an owl, I think I'm well qualified to say: Miss C. can really fly in this thing!

Wooooo hooooooo!

This is awesome! Miss C. never popped a wheelie with me before.

Master W. rocks!

Observe the wheely bug in it's natural habitat.

This urban insect spends the majority of its day foraging for food in the grassy landscape. To the casual observer, the wheely bug is a rather sedate creature. But for those who take time to sit and watch, their patience will be rewarded as the wheely Bug takes flight in short bursts of frenetic movement.

Okay, so that sounded way cooler in my head when I used my "British naturalist" voice. Oh well. At least they took me outside today. It sure beats sitting in the closet.

So... tired... of... feeling... dizzy...

I know Miss C.'s mama and daddy thought it would be fun to take her on Peter Pan's Flight at Disneyland last week, but I'm starting to think it was a bad idea.

Look at me. I've been strapped to this monkey all morning, with Miss C. swinging us around the room while singing, "You can fly, you can fly, you can flyyyyyyy!"

I think I'm going to be sick.

I know you're feeling shy, Miss C.

But don't you think it would be neat to check out Pixie Hollow and meet Tinkerbell today?

It's the perfect day for it! We're wearing our matching costumes. You've got your new light-up fairy wings. And the line is really short.

Pleeeeease?

Off to Neverland!

Here we gooooooooo!

Now where did Miss C. fly off to?

We've been having so much fun together! I hope we get to meet Tinkerbell tomorrow.

Look out!

Godzilla is coming! Godzilla is coming!

At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.

At last we will have revenge.

Hey! I'm talking here!

Pay attention, Miss C. Any you, Master W., stop messing around with that dump truck. Eyes forward, people!

Okay, let's try this again...