Meet Derby. This is my brother's horse from Christmas 1990-something. I'm not sure of the exact year, but I am 100% positive that this fella has ridden a hundred thousand stationary miles and welcomed the rear-end of dozens of children. I loved Derby when I was kid, but I was less than thrilled when my parents announced that they were bringing it to my house last spring...on Derby weekend no less.
They say it was for the kids. I think they just wanted it out of the house. I'm just not brave enough to call their bluff. Regardless, Derby now sits in our dining room...you know, where every large toy should go. It's a good thing that we don't actually eat in our dining room. Between Derby and the train table, it looks more like a playroom. Oh well, in due time....
Back to Derby, Eli loved him for all of two days. Sometimes if he's really bored, he'll take a stationary ride, but for the most part, Derby sits and waits for visitors. Every kid who walks though our doors loves Derby, and does Ellie. I just hope that she doesn't get attached. Because the first cousin that comes along (Amy & Mandi you better be listening) is inheriting this treaure!
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