Brendan and I were on our way out of Meijer’s this week and
walked past the penny pony ride. So, of course, I gave a shiny penny to Brendan
and he put it in the slot as I boosted him up for his exciting ride. But
nothing happened: no sound, no movement, nothing!
Seeing Brendan’s puzzled and
disappointed expression, I began to push the pony up and down, back and forth, with my hands to
simulate a pony ride while humming (loudly) “The William Tell Overture” (try to
picture this). After several pathetically animated moments, I noticed two very
small girls waiting their turn to ride and informed them sadly that the pony
had broken. The older of the two little girls asked me if I had pushed the
green button, because that was what made it GO. I didn’t know there WAS a green
button because it was hidden under pony’s reins (and Brendan's chubby legs); but we pushed it, pony went,
and … well, it was one of those grandma moments.
My reward? Huge smiles from
three small children.
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