Bullseye

One afternoon before we moved and life got a little crazy, Oran and Lucy were playing.  I hear lots of yelling and go to investigate.  They were playing as Woody and Jessie from Toy Story.  I listen from the hall to try and figure out what is going on.  It does not take long to realize that they are fighting over who gets to ride on Bullseye, the horse.  We do not actually have a Bullseye; it is an imaginary Bullseye they are fighting over.  I figure this will be an easy spat to resolve.  I walk in the room.  Jessie tells me that Woody won't let her ride on Bullseye.  Excitedly, I point to a corner and say look there is another Bullseye.  Jessie runs over and exams the new Bullseye.  She then exclaims that this Bullseye is not good.  She wants the real Bullseye.  I leave the room.  I hear them continue to fight over the real Bullseye.  I text my sister for advice.  She suggests putting Bullseye in timeout.  Perfect.  I go back in the room and grab Bullseye's reign and lead him into timeout.  I put him in my bedroom closet and close the door (the door sticks making it impossible for the kids to open).  I explain to Jessie and Woody that Bullseye has to be in timeout for a little bit.  The day goes on and I forget about Bullseye.  That evening I am putting some clothes away.  I open the closet and Lucy comes running in my room and into the closet.  With her arms outstretched she wraps them around an imaginary horse and exclaims, "Bullseye!  I missed you!" 
I never thought as a parent I would have to put an imaginary horse in timeout.  Kids!