The Pony
My aunt Ester had big blond hair and bright blue eyes and a gap in her teeth. She laughed all the time. She was Norwegian, my grandma's sister, and she and her husband had A SHEEP FARM right under my nose in Hart, MI. (She died last year at 95 and I am positive she was laughing and twinkling when she went.) At Aunt Ester's farm they had a pony. WHICH THEY LET ME RIDE.
Did it make me happy? YOU BETCHA!
Mom's looking quite smart, isn't she?
:)
Did it make me happy? YOU BETCHA!
Mom's looking quite smart, isn't she?
:)
posted by Jen at 9:43 PM
3 Comments:
Haha, you're either incredibly overjoyed or trying desperately to save your own life with tears!
Either way, it's an adorable photo!
That photo is too cute!
How sweet! This makes me want to get a pony for Maya. :)
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