[W]hen the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl.
We walked from the north side of the park to the far southwest corner, knocking on every door, exploring every hidden fairy house. Looking at a collection of houses Ruth Ann commented, "I can tell that gnomes live here because there is a statue, so why don't they come out and play with me?" Without a clue I thought, "Do you suppose they might be afraid of being stepped on?"
Upon closer inspection we discovered that each hotel was built for a different story character. So all along we could have been looking not only for fairies, but also, gnomes and elves. She looked at the windows, "I guess they are sleeping because the lights are turned off."