Horse Crazy

As a child around the age of twelve, I was obsessed with horses, as most girls that age are (or used to be).  I read every book about horses I could get my hands on and even learned to draw a pretty decent horse, and I can’t draw at all, just ask my kids.  Horseback riding lessons were out of the question financially but my mom did do her best to find friends who had horses I could ride here and there.  I’ll never forget a horse named Vanity, who spooked while I was riding her and ran into the barn, giving me a blow to the back that I swear still gives me problems.  Talk about a scary experience.  Had that door been a few inches shorter, I would have probably broken my neck.
So when we started reading the Little Britches series to our boys and they started begging to ride a horse, I didn’t argue that we can’t afford it (we can’t) when Jonny started calling around about lessons.  He found a place that would give a one hour group lesson to all three boys (my 6-8 year old little boys hardly need a private one hour lesson) making it a bit cheaper.  The other cool thing is that with horseback riding lessons at this farm, and many others, I believe, you pay by the lesson, rather than the month.  So if one month we can afford to take the boys twice, and the next once or not at all, it’s no big deal.  There aren’t any contracts.  We just call and schedule the lesson when we want.
Okay on to the pictures!