Of Unicorns and Pegasii

Mother mystical creatures have red eyes. Don't be a hater.

This morning:

GJ: What are you carrying in your mouth?
A: My baby. She’s my baby unicorn. And she's a Pegasus. She will grow her wings when she gets big.
GJ: Ohhh, she’s so cute.
Much prancing and whinnying whilst carrying baby half breed mythical creature around. Suddenly, A’s mouth no longer appears to be holding anything.
GJ: Did she fall out of your mouth?
A: No, she already got big and grew her wings and flew out of my mouth.
GJ: Ohhhh. That’s awesome.
A: She has a bridle so a little girl can ride on her. And I have a big bridle so a big dude can ride on me. My big daddy has big stuff on him. (WTF?)
GJ: Now, what are you carrying in your mouth? Did she get small again?
A: No, I’m her mommy. She burped. I need to take her bridle off.
Proceeds to remove imaginary bridle from imaginary unicorn/Pegasus child using her own mouth.

FIN