Equestrienne Rising

Since Charlotte was born...I've had big dreams. One of which was that she would grow up and fall in love with horses and we could get her a pony and dress her in paddock boots and jodphers, give her a little crop, go to horse shows, cheer her on and on and on we go, maybe she even goes to the Olympics in 2026.

Well, we're off to a good start.

The first time she saw a horse was when we were here in Savannah, and she got so tickled! Well, now that we're living in Savannah, she sees horses all the time, the pull the carriages. We're on a first name basis with a handful of them...

...oh and when we went on a carriage ride for the first time, she was thrilled to sit in her Noni's lap and watch "Bob" the Belgium pull us around town.

And then...for Christmas...from her PJ and Kiki she got her very first pony, a thoroughbred named "Flicka". He has his own tack even, custom-made. Kiki pointed out this way she'll know the parts of the tack before she gets on a pony for the first time.

She LOVES Flicka. She wants to go on a ride every morning, and every evening, and usually a couple of times in between. Her dismount is stellar and she's been riding without stirrups, trying to strengthen those calves, I can only assume. For her birthday, she also got a bounce & spin zebra, and she likes to ride him as well...and then there's her daddy's shoulders...there's the laundry basket she flips over and tries to ride. She also likes to ride her polar bear, her school bus, her lion, her mommy and her daddy. There have been several nights, early mornings, where she'll climb onto her mommy (whose sleeping soundly on her side) decide to go for a ride.

I'm telling you! We have an equestienne in the making!