This one’s for you, D. (How wonderful it was to catch up with an old, true friend!) One of these days I’ll get back in the saddle again and join you for ride! — Several years ago Madeline (and Baby Rae when she really still was a baby) and I paid a visit to theRead the whole post >>
Horse Crazy
I thought Madeline was horse crazy, but her affinity for four-legged beasts is lukewarm compared to her little sister’s. We cannot get Rae get off this horse at Nana and Pop’s. At home, she runs up and down our hallway and asks to be called the Black Stallion. She also keeps asking when she canRead the whole post >>
Horse Crazy!
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,”Read the whole post >>
First Love
I’ve been in kind of a horse crazy stupor lately. Madeline and I recently paid a visit to the mounted police headquarters with our homeschool group where we both delighted in feeding carrots to massive, beautiful Percheron-Thoroughbred crosses. Madeline giggled when their velvety muzzles tickled the palm of her hand as she offered them carrots.Read the whole post >>