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.
Um, Yes, I’m Sure That’s What He Was Saying
Story or Stuff?
“A generation ago, there was no general conspiracy among writers to protect children.”
The Gingerbread Man, or: The Difference Between Ages Three and Six