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Originally Posted by himynameisjan
Well, I didn't get the pony I asked for every year between the ages of 4 and 15. At 15, my parents told me if I could save the money for half the cost of a horse, they would pay the rest. A devious way of saying no, my allowance was 50 cents a week. When I was 25, I made them pay for half my first horse 
Oddly the one gift that sticks in my mind was a stuffed Cecil. He was a character from a kids show. I was easy to please. Or, maybe my easy bake oven, or Chatty Kathy doll. |
My daughter has insisted this year that she wants a pony. A REAL pony, that she can ride and live in our back yard. But she has to be pink.