The other night, Matt took Hannah 'to town' to rent Fantasia - that's a post all by itself. Ains wanted to go, but wanted even more to play with her ponies. And Gray wasn't going anywhere I wasn't going. So Hannah got some much-needed daddy time and I got some much-needed-though-I-didn't-know-it Ainsley time. With Grayson smiling beside us.
These are Ainsley's ponies. Hannah's are mixed in there too, but we weren't worried about that. Ralphie's also there, in the back. That palomino horse has been the source of many tears in our house. It is technically Hannah's, but she's not so interested in it until she sees her sister playing with it. It is not technically Ainsley's, but she has adopted it, named it Ralphie, and cares for it lovingly until her sister gets in a snit about it. It's a sad situation for all involved - including poor Ralphie.
When Ains had momma all alone, the playing began. The girls got these ponies in an advent calendar. They came with many tiny shoes, treats, and some clothes. Amazingly, all shoes are still accounted for.
I love this - somehow it snapped right when the shoe flipped off the pony's foot.
If you look at the first picture, you'll see that Ains is having a chicken talk to her ponies. That chicken spent a lot of time with a pony's shoe on its head.
We spent an hour and a half - it's a long way to town and back - playing with the ponies.
Ains was blissfully happy.
We even set up a pony choral group. Apparently the only song they knew was "Row, Row, Row Your Boat", but I'm not judging.
Heaven help any pony that fell from the edge of the table. They didn't stand a chance.
Luckily, Ains thought that that was hilarious and even, in a bad pony momma moment, tried to feed a few more to him.
Look at this. How can you resist that?
Remember a year ago when every third post included pictures of Hannah making waffles? We're in the same loop now, but this time it's pictures of Grayson smiling up from holding onto my legs.