Not the usual family mythology stuff, like 'Great-Grandpa Joe, who met (insert famous person here)' or 'Great-Aunt Suzie who died of a broken heart' or 'Stern and Serious Auntie Byrd, who was a wild hellion in her youth'.
I'm talking elves and fairies and gnomes and genies. The little ones that flit by and leave presents, or find things, or mess things up.
We have the Parking Genie in the car, who finds us parking spots. He eats what falls on the floor of the car, or off the top, and seems to like fries and apple pie. As in, once I left a pie on the roof of the car, and I had great parking spaces for weeks afterwards. Not to be confused with opossums, who will also eat food that fell on the floor in the car (if, say, the car door is left open for several hours at night), but which I imagine are not nearly as useful for finding parking spaces. I'm pretending I only have to imagine the part about the opossum in the car.
We also have the whole ongoing battle between the Good Fairies and the Bad Elves (there are good and bad of each, hence the specifics), and the bad elves are trying to steal the jewels of the good fairies. The drama unfolds each night, as the good fairies sneak into our house, knowing they can trust Miss M to keep their jewels safe, and they tie them into her hair in knots, tighter and tighter to keep them safe. They know Miss R will help protect them in her sister's hair, and the big brothers Mr's G and B are far too powerful for the bad elves, so the bad elves will not come near. In the morning, just before the sun comes up, the good fairies sneak back in and magic the jewels out of Miss M's hair and run away quickly, safe in the daylight from the bad elves for another day. But Miss M, darn it all, she still has the tangles and knots. Sure enough, at the center of almost every one, there's just the tiniest puff of fluff, often showing the color of the jewel that had been inside. Look, a blue one - a sapphire was there! Oh, a ruby, a red ruby! It makes the combing go by faster, to know what color gem it was. But it's still kind annoying - too bad the fairies can't find another way to protect their treasure. I guess those ones are kind of neutral, but they also help us find things when they go missing, so it evens out.
And what other helpful beings do we have?
There is the coffee genie, who appears out of the darkness to deliver coffee to me. He looks a lot like epeepunk, but I'm careful to always call him by his proper name ('Yay, Coffee Genie!').
And the garden fairies, who planted a slew of crocus in my yard when I was in the hospital postpartum with Mr G.
Yesterday, I discovered a new fairy ... the fox pee fairy left a box of fox pee on my porch. Thanks, Fox Pee Fairy! With your help, I'll keep that
evil rat groundhog out of my garden.
Life is far more magical with all these helpful beings around.