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 >>

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 >>