Today, Bree found out that one of her favorite My Little Ponies, Applejack, met her demise via lawnmower. (She found the evidence out in the yard.) This was followed by much wailing and many tears.
Thankfully, we *do* have a couple more Applejack characters (not to mention MANY more ponies) in our house that she can still play with. But I think finding just a piece of a much-loved pony was traumatic for her. Now that she has calmed down, she is drawing a picture for Applejack.
She’s feeling better, now. I think writing a note/picture for the pony helped her deal with her feelings. Although it has been a recurring topic of conversation all afternoon.