Ain’t no doubt.
Sometimes when Rob calls before leaving work and asks if he needs to stop for anything on the way home I’ll answer “A pony.”
It hasn’t worked yet but I’m not giving up hope.
Zion has started asking for a horse.
At least I’m not under the delusion like my poor parents were that it is just a phase.
I don’t expect her to grow out of it. In fact, I’ll be really disappointed if she does.