Grandchildren, horses and golf cart
There is just something special about girls and their relationship with horses. I received my first horse on my 8th birthday. Her name was Dixie, a flea bitten grey, and I loved that horse. I talked to her for hours on end, told her all my problems and secrets. She was a good listener.
My 9 year old granddaughter, Sara, and her brother, Owen, visited last week. Obviously Sarah has inherited my love for horses. She is so calm and good with them!
When blogspot gets their video problem resolved, I will post a video of her putting Bochica through his paces.
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| Ready for a training lesson |
Her brother, Owen, liked the horses okay. Moe was his horse for the week. But I think he liked scooping manure the best!
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| Have any treats? |
Another favorite thing to do was to drive the golf cart. They both were able to drive by themselves this year. That special man's grandchildren gave them extra lessons!
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| Driving lesson |
Sarah and Owen had a great time washing the golf cart for me. Funny, they didn't realize it was a color--it was very dirty! I'll be able to see through the windshield again!!
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| Wow-didn't know it was purple! |
A wonderful week--grandchildren are just so much fun! I laughed a lot--guess I should laugh more. Owen told me I looked like a teenager when I laughed. Is laughter the secret to staying young???
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