Sometimes in life you plan on making something magical, and it just doesn't work. And then sometimes, it really, really does. The twins turned seven last Friday, and they had the best birthday. Everyday for months and months (and months), they have been obsessed with crystal kittens. Rightfully so, because they are awesome. Also rightfully so, they are expensive, because each is a hand-painted work of art. At the beginning I dismissed the possibility of buying them for the girls out of hand, thinking the obsession would die out of natural causes. Uncharacteristically the obsession did NOT die, and in fact ballooned into an entire imaginary world the children inhabited at some point every day, and even extended an invitation to several of their school friends.