Where Loubelwha Go?

It's our first day back in Brooklyn and this morning after breakfast Parker cocks his head and asks: "Mama, Mama, where Loubelwha go?" (Loubella is a pony owned by Kitty, our next door neighbor in High Falls. Bringing carrots to Loubella every morning was Parker's daily ritual.)

"Loubella was still at her house in High Fall," I said.

Parker looked at me and said, "No Bwookyn. Parker go back home. Loubelwha want carratya now."