(this is one spoiled unicorn, let me tell ya)
Today was another sunny day in Texas -
Gramma! Shush! My unicorn is sleeping.
Oh. Sorry. Where is he sleeping?
She! It's a she! SHUSH.
She. Fine. Where is SHE sleeping?
In the hat, of course.
Oh sure. The hat.
Can you talk quieter? She is very sad. She needs to sleep.
Why is she sad?
Because her fairy friends Azura and Ariella got shot.
Oh really? That is very sad.
Yes. They got shot by the wicked queen. She shot the unicorn in the wings. Do you think you could find a doctor who can fix my unicorn? Can you Gramma? Please?
Well of course. In fact, I can even make YOU into a magical unicorn.
Yes. That's what Gramma's do. We take little girls, and we magically transform them into the most special, beautiful, amazing creatures in the whole wide world. Are you ready?
I love you Riley.
I love you too, Gramma.