I keep forgetting we even have a unicorn. It's much less common than dragons, around here. Twice now in the last two days Jonathan has totally boggled me - I was concentrating on other things and suddenly, bam! A unicorn enters the conversation!
Jonathan to Meg: "Go. Go quickly. Without unicorns."
Jonathan: "Gahh. I just tripped on a unicorn."
It's not even a whole unicorn. It's a stick unicorn, like a stick horse. And it has felt leaves in its mane. We got it from Ikea.
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