I guess I'm a hillbilly at heart. Here's why. This morning on the way to school, I saw a car with vanity plates that said HIMAINT. "HIM AINT?" Shouldn't it be "HE AINT?" And him ain't what? I just couldn't figure it out. Until I realized that it wasn't HIM AINT, but HI MAINT. Ooohhh. HI MAINT, like high maintanance. Now I get it. Kind of, anyways. Because HI MAINT, I ain't.
Now for Show and Tell...
My Little Pony and a Barbie fairy that can fly...all shared while P. was wearing her Hannah Montana wig that she had convinced all the preschoolers was real.
American Girl doll named Katelyn
stuffed anteater and a bottle (of milk, not ants) to feed said anteater...and a loose tooth.
two Lego cars from McDonald's that can come apart and "will come to pieces if you blast them"
a purple stuffed lamb
two more Barbies
and some other stuff. At this point in the year, I've pretty much seen it all and tend to lose interest after a while.