Friday, November 27th 2015

When you’re an “old” cowboy with a *huge* heart,  you get your grandkids up on a horse.  But first, breakfast.

Then, it’s off to the barn:

Saddle up:

And git!

Gavin tries out “King” in the ring:

ClaraJane gets on “Precious.”

And tests the breaks.

A bit more around the ring, with Alicia riding bareback on Dakota:

All systems are go and we are RELEASED into the wild blue yonder:

Freedom! (;

ClaraJane discovers she *loves* to trot:

As such, at one point the saddle lists slightly to the side, and Clarita bounces right down to the ground.  Here she is an instant before impact (yes that’s the kind of mother I am):

I pick her up and begin to coddle her before coaching on the importance of gettin’ back up there.

“Do you want to go see Grandma Sue?” I ask at first.

“No,” she says plaintively, “I want to get back on.”  And so she does.

Once back at the ranch,  ClaraJane declared she really likes Precious:

“Because she really cooperates!”

ClaraJane isn’t the only one who enjoyed a wild adventurous ride:

Gavin:  “YEEEE–HAW!!!”
Horse:  “Is that… corn?”

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Thank you Grandma Sue and “Old” Grandpa Paul!

We will cherish these memories forever.

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