Who wouldn't love a pony?
Now we can ALL have ponies.
We saw this, um, toy at Target last week.
It's gigantic - the size of an actual small pony, or maybe a baby pony. Are baby ponies called something? I don't know.
It had soft lips and we fed it a plastic carrot.
It was quite surreal and made robot-y noises when it moved.
It would be hysterically funny to give as a gift - all wrapped in a big box.
Unfortunately it was far too expensive to be a good joke.
We drove a Jeep yesterday and we liked it a lot.
Anyone who wants my car reviews should email me - it's boring stuff if you aren't in the market for a car...
In related news, K's car keys are missing. As is the scarf I knitted for him a few years ago. The scarf has only sentimental value but the keys are $475 to replace. If you've seen them drop me a line.
Don't give it too much thought.
Here. Have some Middle goodness.
I know. Looks like a rock and roll snarl, right? But it's not. I said something ridiculous to him and this was his response.
Hmm. Grainy enough? He's got a definite Zach Braff thing going on.
Middle who has fallen to the virus in my house.
Opening the windows
throwing out toothbrushes
Sounds like fun.
They ship them in pieces. Two, actually. The body, and the head.
Amazon used to have a warning not to open the box if your children might be traumatized by a decapitated horse.
Here, she said it better:
I checked everywhere, but couldn't find the keys.
And I agree, something about Zach Braff is definitely there.
Moving on to something positive!!! Hooray for Middle! Have a great birthday! I love it when you write about your kids. They are such cool people.
And daysgoby is right -- it DID come with a warning about the head being packed separately.
I made no snarky editorial comment when I was breathlessly advised of how magnificent it was...at least, not out loud.
She has stopped having babies, and she tells me that it's because she really wants that damn jeep back.