Grampy bought Maya this little pony. It sings a song that sounds like an old scratchy record, and the mouth actually moves. We have a similar one at home, that's bigger, but doesn't sing. So, the thing is, Maya likes it, and actually holds on and rocks back and forth - but I honestly don't think she likes it as much as Grampy and me. We simply cannot stop singing the "Clippety-Clop" song. It's addictive. You'd sing it too. Really.
"Can I get on my pony after dinner?"
"All you have to do is pinch the ears, and it sings!"
"Now this is good times."