Motherland. 3d ball of wool

One Saturday, Lelya woke up in a very good mood. It was no wonder, it was a Vanilla-Cupcake-Saturday after all. Lelya washed herself, put on the polka-dot dress, that her mum prepared for her. It could have started as a perfect day, but  the grownups were behaving somewhat out of the ordinary. They were excitedly running and talking to each other  about weird things that Lelya did not have the faintest idea about. "Nazis, Nazis",she could hear. She heard the word, but she could not really say what it meant - "Nazis". Lelya imagined big scary beasts, as everyone was so scared of them.
She tried to ask her mum, but for some reason mummy burst into tears. The Lelya tried to ask her father. Daddy seemed to be very busy  packing his backpack. He sat Lelya on his laps, gave her a kiss and said,
"Listen to me Sweety, you are a big girl, you are going to turn six years old soon. I have to go off to war to protect our country. Our motherland has been attacked by Nazis, so it's time to go and defend it".
"Daddy, what is it, Motherland?"
"Well, my dear, Motherland is you, your mother, our house here on Cherry street, our town and the whole country".
" And what about our fun-fair and candyfloss? Is it Motherland too?"
"Yes, sweetie, it is too".
"Whew! Daddy, what are you still doing here! Please hurry up to defend it all!"
Daddy just laughed and gave her one more kiss. He asked Lelya to take care of her mum, because she seemed so devastated and helpless. Lelya gave a promise and ran downstairs to tell the boys on the street about this wonderful thing called Motherland.