Mommy, can I please have a pony?

My girl and Pepper.













I can't even tell you how many times I have heard these words. It started when she was 4, and now almost 11, I still hear that question over and over.
"Why can't I get one?" Well, because we live in the city and we would have to ride and care for it daily, and frankly, I think having 3 dogs is enough.
"Well, then lets move to a house where we can have horses, please mommy."

And then there is a little part of me that thinks, she's onto something. Then I start day dreaming of my house in the canyon that has ducks and horses and 5 dogs running around and I imagine this life and want to start packing.

But reality kicks in and I can't complain. I love my neighborhood and my kids schools and our friends. I guess that is a chicken answer, so maybe in another life. For now I will just dream.