Saturday, 29 September 2012
I'm about to put my foot down and insist that Terry buy a pony for our little girl.
I can't take it anymore.
Lane is in full "I want a pony" mode.
She is convinced through her own delusion that her daddy will buy her a pony.
That he will walk in the door after work with a pony.
"We need to make pajamas for my pony mommy. So pony doesn't get cold at night," Lane insists.
"My pony will live outside and then when it's winter, we'll hide the pony until it's not cold outside anymore. Then we'll find the pony."
"Link has a pony on Zelda. See mommy? People have ponies!"
"Daddy will go to the pony store and pick out a pink pony for me."
And so on and so on....
This girl has it all planned out.
When confronted with the problem that we don't have enough money to buy a pony, Lane says this, "Go to the bank and they will give you money for a pony."
What about: Where will the pony go potty? Our house isn't equipped for Pony Potty.
Lane says: "We'll have to get a really big potty!"
And what if daddy doesn't buy you a pony?
Lane: "That's OK, he can buy me a helicopter instead."
So Terry - get a second job at the Sev down the street. You wouldn't want your little girl to stop loving you now would you?
Linking up with All Work and No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something.