Is that a horribly cheesy play-on-words title, alluding to the Julia Robert’s flick Erin Brockovich?
Yeah, I thought so, too, but I couldn’t resist. I mean, c’mon. It does sort of work with the picture.
Jim’s parents’ neighbor was intending to throw away this rocking horse – and it’s still in fabulous shape! – so my father-in-law rescued dear “Honey” from her demise and brought her to live in their front room, where Erin became right at home on her back (for the two seconds she could stay astride).
Something tells me when the time comes, and Erin can actually stay on the horse, these two will be the best of friends.