I am a big fan of the Super Bowl, for the simple reason that it means that football season is over, and I can have my husband back on weekends. Prior to being married, I never really understood having Super Bowl parties, because I had no emotion in any direction about football, but now it seems like a good idea to celebrate the end of the season. So, we went with great enthusiasm last Sunday to the home of our friends Sam and Shanelle with a bunch of people from our church. Shanelle, being the domestic goddess that she is, made a TON of really good food, and we pretty much sat around and ate ourselves into oblivion while halfway watching the game and commercials and spending more time watching Sam and Shannelle's daughter, Annabelle, and our friends Patrick and Jasmine's daughter, Kristen, playing with each other. Both of the girls are, I think, between two and three years old, and they are both very into Disney princesses and My Little Pony. Both girls had brought out their My Little Pony collections for the party, and as a result, the best line of the whole party was spoken by little Kristen, who apparently has recently learned to use her posessive pronouns.
When Kristen got to the party, Dan was helping her take off her pink jacket, and saw that she was holding a My Little Pony. Dan, being the type of person who makes a major effort to have conversations with little kids (I just get freaked out and stop trying) asked her:
"Kristen, is that a My Little Pony?"
To which Kristen responded by giving him the Look of Death and saying with as much acidity as a three-year-old can muster:
"No. It's MY Little Pony."

This is a photo of Annabelle, on the left, and Kristen, on the right, "helping" Shanelle clean up and cook in the kitchen. You can tell how helpful I was with all of that by the fact that I was standing around taking pictures. But notice that while Kristen is assisting with the chores, she is not putting down her pink purse with the tail of a My Little Pony hanging out.

Purse snatchers, beware.