'Poo' sample page
The book 'Poo' is the second book in the Pixie and Dixie series. The following is an extract from the book;
Looking up, the child smiled broadly around her dummy as she recognised her special friends. They had been coming to visit Marie since the very first day she had arrived in the village of Tumbledown and were as familiar to her as her mother and father.
‘Ploop.’ Marie said around her dummy.
‘Hello little one.’ said the red-headed Dixie smiling down at the child.
‘Hello Princess.’ said the dark-headed Pixie fluttering up close enough to give the child a quick kiss.
‘Ploop.’ Marie said once more, but this time with a tiny frown on her face. It seemed that she was trying to communicate something.
‘What was that little one?’ Asked Dixie, not understanding what the child was saying. She looked to Pixie for help but she just shrugged her shoulders.
Like most children of her age, Marie regularly said many nonsensical things and made many strange and funny sounds. On this occasion, however, given the fixed look on the child’s face, Dixie felt that there was something more to it.
‘Why don’t you pop your dum dum out Princess?’ she suggested.
Obediently, Marie dropped her dolly, reached up to her mouth with her left hand and pulled her dummy free. It made a slight sucking sound as it came out.
‘That’s better. Now what was that you wanted to say?’
‘Poo.’ Said little baby Marie in a very clear, not dummy-obstructed voice. ‘Poo!’
‘Oh, I see.’ said Dixie. ‘You’ve done a poo? Is that it?’
In response, the baby smiled broadly and shook her head in agreement.
‘Well, that’s easy enough to fix.’ said Pixie. In the deep, darkest part of many a night, when her parents were fast asleep, the fairies had regularly changed the babies nappy (this was something that the parents hadn’t noticed, though – something that was likely the result of just plain tiredness and the general assumption that it was the other who had carried out the task).
The two fairies applied a liberal amount of fairy dust to the child and, as soon as it started to work, they ever so gently began to lift her up out of her cot. Though they were only four inches tall, a combination of many years of experience and the magic dust, meant the child could easily be carried across to the nearby change table. Well used to this particular game, Marie continued to smile and even managed a gentle tug on Dixie’s hair as she floated across the short distance. Though there was no sign of the poo that Marie had mentioned, in no time at all the fairies had little Marie out of one nappy, cleaned and powdered and into a new one.
‘There we go little one, good as new!’ Said Dixie and between her and Pixie they carried Marie back to her bed.
