My girl has been killin’ it with her riding lately. She suddenly got bit by the horsey bug and she’s been unstoppable. All I’ve been hearing is:
“Mom, can I ride today?”
“Mom, yeah I do want to go to the zoo, but I have to get home in time to ride!”
“Mom, any ride is better than no ride!”
“Mom, can you fix my spurs? Spurs make all the difference.”
“Mom, did you see how Hot Rod listened to me?”
“Mom, it helps if you say HALT. He likes it when you say HALT.”
Hot Rod has been a true gem, so patient and kind. Even when the steering gets awkward and he’s hot from jogging his fat belly around and around and around the arena. He’s worth his weight in gold, and I’m quickly realizing that he may not belong to me anymore.
During spring break, she rode everyday. Even when it was cold at the beginning, she insisted on riding.
The week slowly warmed up, and she just kept trotting her heart out.
How precious is she? Her riding progressed even over the week! Hot Rod started listening better too. She trotted poles and barrels–she’s a jogging machine!
I love being able to witness the start of a new passion. We are planning on attending a schooling show this Saturday, and I hope and pray it’s a wonderful learning experience for her. I know it will be for me! Here’s to little girls and their horses!