Babs turned 4 the other day, and in one of my many acts of craziness, I
threw her a birthday party. It was fine, although chaotic, because,
well, it was a party for 3 and 4 year olds. At the end, I offered the
final trinket for their party bag, which was either a small My Little
Pony figure, or a small toy car. The friends (boys and girls) that see
Babs all the time, and know she is rarely without her handheld pony were
all delighted to finally have a pony of their very own. Those who only
know her from church, or are just getting to know her, gladly accepted
the car.