Me: Here, why don’t you wear the sparkly dress today?
Rilla: Ooh, Twilight sparkle!
Okay, I am well aware that “six-year-old” is synonymous with “information sponge,” but this one surprised me nonetheless. We’re far from a Twilight-drenched household here. Jane has read the books (and peppered me with snarktastic commentary), but that’s it. So it was with some surprise that I asked Rilla how she knew about Twilight sparkle.
Rilla, in an “I should think it’s obvious” tone: My Little Pony, of course.
Ohhhh, that Twilight Sparkle. It all becomes so clear. And sparkly.
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