We call him Unicorno Gigante

I love you all too much to make you wait until after the party is over to see the unicorn.

I mean, seriously, the party is almost a week away and how would you eat or sleep with all the anticipation?

Thankfully, Gulley delivered Unicorno Gigante to our door yesterday morning because I assure you he wouldn’t have fit in my car.

Caroline is in love.

In fact, I think we may just have to throw out candy for the partygoers as opposed to watching Gigante meet his untimely demise at the hands of frenzied children carrying a bat.

Here’s the best part.

Last Christmas, Caroline really wanted a Butterscotch Pony. Santa did not bring Butterscotch Pony because he has principles and standards.

Not to mention that a younger, naive Santa once delivered a pink Pottery Barn kitchen to Caroline that sits idle in our playroom to this day.

Santa learned his lesson about extravagant gifts.

Here’s a picture from the Butterscotch Pony ad.

Butterscotch retails for $254.88.

The way I see it we just saved ourselves $240.88.

Oh sure, Unicorno Gigante doesn’t whinny or talk like Butterscotch Pony does.

But, hey kid, that’s what your imagination is for.