So E.R. was talking to her Aunt Emily during a 4th of July Parade. She was enthralled with all the horses walking by, and particularly with one that was all decorated in pink, her favorite color. She was clearly imagining having a pink pony of her own, and talked about it for days afterward. But during the parade she turned to her aunt and said, "When I grow up................... well, first I have to grow up."
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