Polly, Ponies, and Playmobil

Camdyn was playing very quietly in her room, so Rowyn and I went to investigate. She had a party going on at the Playmobil cottage...everybody who is anybody was there.

Rowyn creeps up from the side, clearly having ideas to crash the party.

And so she did. :)

Polly, Cinderella's horse-less coach, and vrooming noises her brother taught her. I sat and watched them play for quite some time and marveled at their imaginations.

At one point I heard Camdyn having a conversation between two Polly girls:
What's your name?
I don't have a name.
You don't have a name? I'm sorry. It's okay though, because you sparkle.
My name's not Sparkle.
Okay, I'll just call you Shoe.
Okay. Let's go!