Saturday, May 1, 2010

Her Little Ponies

It all started innocently enough. I fondly recalled My Little Pony from my childhood, though I was a little too old for them when Hasbro first unleashed them on unsuspecting parents.

So I bought one little DVD. It was marginally annoying, but had a good message and Amelia loved the pony stories.

Then it snowballed into this:

And those are just the ponies, not the accessories!

Now my poor brain has been forced to memorize a multitude of pony names and remember which name goes with which pony.

Sadly I have no one to blame but myself. I bought Amelia a My Little Pony for Christmas. It came in a backpack and had a picnic basket and some other little goodies. I reasoned that she would keep it in her room because of the brothers.

I was delusional.

Her grandparents added to her joy by giving her the My Little Pony hair salon with three little ponies and a variety of hairstyles, rubber skirts (at least those don't hurt when you step on them), a salon chair, some teeny-tiny scissors and a sink and mirror.

Amelia's pretty good about keeping all the little pieces under control, but the ponies themselves are running amok.

The other day I opened one of my cupboards and found that the ponies had moved in.

When I tried to move them out, Amelia said, "But, Mom! They need a place to stay that's warm and dry." I muttered something under my breath about having 2000 square feet of my house, then persuaded her that her dollhouse would do nicely.

A couple days later I found Amelia giving the ponies a bath in the sink. She used about a cup of strawberry shampoo. My bathroom hasn't smelled that nice in a long time!

Oh well, as long as they don't poop in my house, I guess the whole herd can stay.

© Trippin' Mama 2010


Stacia said...

"Pinkie Pie knows how to be a good friend. She made cupcakes for Sparkleworks' birthday" ... Oh, yes, we know those tiny pony books very well at our house. And lately? All of ours are mer-ponies who live in the bathtub.

Christy AKA Trippin' Mama said...

Stacia, glad I'm not the only one who foolishly allowed a herd to take over my house!


Ma What's 4 dinner said...

Oh my...glad I have boys. Good luck to you!

Thanks for stopping by and making my SITS day such a wonderful experience. Your time and your words mean the world to me.

Lots of yummy love,
Alex aka Ma, What's For Dinner

Pam said...

We have the pony palace and a herd of ponies thanks to cousins and aunts. I became the pony beautician the other day. Elizabeth said their hair looked crazy and asked me to fix them. I spent a really long time combing and braiding, such good use of my time.