My six year old self is squealing with delight

My six year old self is squealing with delight

OH MY GOD.

Do you think it’s too late to get them to come to the wedding?

Package #2 one pony for one hour plus paint the pony game $125.00

I don’t even think I can begin to describe to you what I would have done for this as a small child.  For whatever reason, I never had a pony birthday party.  Don’t get me wrong, my childhood was not scarred by horrible birthdays… but the pony ride thing never happened.  One particularly tragic year, my mom agreed to let me have pony birthday part.  OMG – happiness.  There would be ponies… ON MY BIRTHDAY.

However, the tragic side of this story is that my birthday is December 23rd, smack dab in the middle of winter and dangerously close to Jesus’ birthday (jesus smeezus, I want PONIES).  The year the pony birthday party was planned, there was a freak ice storm in Raleigh and they had to cancel the ponies.  I can’t remember how old I was, probably too old to cry over something like that, but boy I did cry when my mom calmly explained to me that ponies couldn’t get outside of their stalls when it was icing out.  The only thing that kept me from probably throwing a major tantrum was the image of ponies sliping and sliding and hurting themselves trying to scramble around the barn.  I mean, I didn’t want the ponies to break their legs – I love ponies.

Sigh.  Do you think I’m too old to ask Tim to get me a unicorn for my 26th?

2 thoughts on “My six year old self is squealing with delight

  1. Before you feel too badly, read the synopsis of my character, Clara’s, life in The Light in the Piazza.

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