J.P. to Me -
Mom, I want a horsey ride he says as he is trying with all his might to uncross my legs so that he can sit on my foot and I can do some thigh toning and he can do some horse riding.
Me to J.P. -
J.P. honey, mom's horsey is broken but why don't you sit next to me and we can read this book together (pathetic diversion tactic, I know)
J.P. to Me -
Mom, does your horse need new batteries?
Me to J.P. with tears in my eyes -
Yes, J.P. mom's horse needs new batteries.
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