Occasionally in her travels through her children 's minds Mrs. Darling found things she could not understand , and of these quite the most perplexing was the word Peter . She knew of no Peter , and yet he was here and there in John and Michael 's minds , while Wendy 's began to be scrawled all over with him . The name stood out in bolder letters than any of the other words , and as Mrs. Darling gazed she felt that it had an oddly cocky appearance . `` Yes , he is rather cocky , '' Wendy admitted with regret . Her mother had been questioning her . `` But who is he , my pet ? '' `` He is Peter Pan , you know , mother . '' At first Mrs. Darling did not know , but after thinking back into her childhood she just remembered a Peter Pan who was said to live with the fairies . There were odd stories about him , as that when children died he went part of the way with them , so that they should not be frightened . She had believed in him at the time , but now that she was married and full of sense she quite doubted whether there was any such person . `` Besides , '' she said to Wendy , `` he would be grown up by this time . '' `` Oh no , he is n't grown up , '' Wendy assured her confidently , `` and he is just my size . '' She meant that he was her size in both mind and body ; she did n't know how she knew , she just knew it . Mrs. Darling consulted Mr. Darling , but he smiled pooh-pooh . `` Mark my words , '' he said , `` it is some nonsense Nana has been putting into their heads ; just the sort of idea a dog would have . Leave it alone , and it will blow over . '' But it would not blow over and soon the troublesome boy gave Mrs. Darling quite a shock . Children have the strangest adventures without being troubled by them . For instance , they may remember to mention , a week after the event happened , that when they were in the wood they had met their dead father and had a game with him . It was in this casual way that Wendy one morning made a disquieting revelation .
Some leaves of a tree had been found on the nursery floor , which certainly were not there when the children went to bed , and Mrs. XXXXX was puzzling over them when Wendy said with a tolerant smile : `` I do believe it is that Peter again ! ''
Darling Michael Nana Pan Peter Wendy first morning pooh-pooh week