I couldn't be a good aunt without playing Barbies every once in awhile. Last night my nieces prepared a glorious Dr. Seuss horse corral - the setting for a very tumultuous plot involving Ken, the crazy husband of Barbie, who forced Barbie to marry him so that he could try to kill the horses. I'm not sure why he wanted to kill the horses, other than the fact that he was just mean.
The horses names were Foofoo, Lisa, Brownie, and Firebomb.
Barbie was checking to make sure the horses had enough hay.
I got to be Firebomb. She was a runt but her valiant spirit made up for her size.
Oh yeah, and then there was a donkey that got its own special stall.
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