Pony

For Christmas, Aunt Becky brought Maya a hobby horse. Maya loves it (to this day, she still sleeps with it). Here are some pictures Becky just sent of Maya caring for her pony the first day she got it...

Good, pony!


Go to potty, pony.


All done.


Get the pony clean.


After the pony went potty, Maya tucked it into bed and read it a book.

The other day, when I told Maya that her Aunt Becky was coming we had the following conversation:
Me: "Do you remember Aunt Becky?"
Maya: "Sure, she brought me the horse. That was nice of her. The horse went potty. And eats grass. He likes grass. I like grass. I don't eat grass."