Ever since you said you needed pinecones, I have been bugging my mom to take me to get you some because pine cones are my most favorite thing next to balls. I have NEVER met a PINE CONE that I did not LOVE.
So you when you said you needed pine cones, I said I've got this one!"
Yesterday, finally, mom got off her duff and we headed out to the regional park near us to gather you some. I had my special pine cone gathering bucket at the ready by my side.
I was so excited to finally be heading out that I almost had an excitement pee, but then I remembered that I am not supposed to do that in the car UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, so I skipped that part.
Imagine our surprise when we got to the park and discovered that there are actually NO PINE TREES in our park. Who does that, you Park Rangers????? I mean, really. No pine trees? In a park???? That's just WRONG.
So, Miss Molly, it is with utter and complete mortification and dismay that I have to inform you, all was for naught in our pinecone hunting adventure.