“Ya know, Daddy, y’re pretty big. An’ Mom’s big, too. Ah often wonder why y’all are so big, an’ Ah’m that tiny.”
 
“Big ponies own a big heart, Jackie. Didn’t mommy tell ya?”
 
“Well, yes, but it’d sounded silly. It makes a bit more sense now that two ponies have said it.”
 
“It’s good to know that a thing Ah’ve said makes sense. That’s probably the secon’ time in mah life somepony tells me. Such a good feelin’.”
 
“Well Daddy, prepare yerself to the great sadness y’ll feel when Ah win in a race in those fields over there!”
 
“Ohhh, Ah really don’t think so, lil’ girl.”
 
“W-Why? Dontcha wanna play with me?”
 
“Oh, Dearest, Ah’d love to, but, well, the grass in those fields is a bit too… tall fer ya.”
 
“Y’re saying Ah’m too short?! AH’LL PROVE Y’RE WRONG!”
 
(watches her galloping through the tall yellow grass) “Oh, Goddesses. Ah’m gonna be so dead when Clover finds out our daughter’s lost in a cornfield-”
 
“HEY! Where’s the path back? That ain’t fair! No race is fair if not run on a path! DADDY! YA CHEATED! NOW COME BACK HERE!!”
 
“Maybe Ah could ask June if she lets me sleep in her doghouse.”