Based on my daughter’s nonstop smiles once she was in the saddle this weekend for her birthday present from Gaba and Papa*, I’m starting to think horse craziness is hereditary.
“Mommy, can I do horse shows one day?” Madeline asked on our way home after riding.
“If you’re still interested in it when you’re older,” I said.
“I’ll always be interested in it.”
As a girl who’s never stopped loving horses, I believe her.
Poor Daddy. He’s in for quite a ride.
*Just to be clear: Madeline’s birthday present was one hour of horse fun for her and a friend, not the actual horse.
(And, yes, she will be required to wear a helmet when and if she starts training for those shows.)