I am hoping that very few of you know about my childhood obsession with dogs. It is very equivalent (if not more!) to Ryann's obsession with horses and ponies.
When I turned 2 my older sister and brother saved all their money so that they could buy me a pound puppy. Anyone remember those? Yes, my pound puppy was my life. He slept with me every night. He was the first of about 90 stuffed animal dogs. Okay, not 90, maybe close to 15, but seriously. I had an obsession. I LOVED DOGS.
(I still do, but now is not the time for us to have a pet dog... sorry Max)
I remember some nights lying in bed and putting my stuffed animal dogs surrounding every inch of my body (no, this wasn't in college- this was when I was probably still in elementary school). They all had names. We played and played and played. I made houses for them and elevators and fed them and naturally you can see that I often pretended I was a dog.
That's not so weird, right?
Maybe the weird part was when I had my little brother ride around on my back and use a neck tie as a leash. Because we all know that people and children don't ride dogs. Whatever, in my pretend world they did.
Back to present day... Ryann's obsession with horses... at least Ryann having her sister ride on her back while Ryann pretends to be a horse makes sense.
So I guess the title of this post could have been:
"My daughter is not quite as strange as I was as a child"
They sure are cute though.