"Such a nice swishy petticoat," sighed Nan. "When I grow up will I have tafty petticoats like that, Mummy?" — Lucy Maud Montgomery

"Such a lovely day... made for us," said Diana. "I'm afraid it's a pet day though... there'll be rain tomorrow."

Of course it sounds very foolish. Dreams do sound so foolish when they are put into cold brutal words.

Don't grudge Anne Cordelia her fancies, Diana. I'm always sorry for children who don't spend a few years in fairyland.