Cowgirl Up

Yesterday we decided to take advantage of the nice evening and let Sprout experience her first horse ride. I have to say that she did much better than me as a child - all I remember about my childhood rides was the screaming and crying that I did. I'm sure that will change once she gets to experience her first Darwin Lee Death March.Here I am getting Beavis ready. He is obviously unhappy that I didn't straighten his halter for the picture.

Here, Karen, Elena, and Clyde are racing down the canal bank. Clyde's untamed mane reminds me of a certain kid I know...Here's a picture of my girls on MY horse. Karen might contend that Clyde is her horse, but since she refuses to comment on the blog, I can tell the story however I want.