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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