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Unicorns are for grown-ups.

“You have horseys on your sweater,” my grown husband said to me. (I don’t have a husband who isn’t grown. I just want to emphasize that he was an adult using the world “horsey” when speaking to another adult.)

“No, I don’t.” I glared at him.

“Sorry. You have unicorns on your sweater,” he corrected himself.

“Yes. Horses are for children. Unicorns are for grown-ups,” I told him.