Also Known as “Mom”

On top of all of the crazy stuff we have been doing in prep for the garage sale we have also been trying to fit in our local festival’s activities.  Last night was the family fun night.  When we got there my friend’s girls were riding the police horses.  I asked my girls if they would like to and they both had a firm no.  Which makes me wonder if they have the same kind of fear that I do.

I for some reason freak out every time I get on a horse.  I love to pet them and be near them but the minute that I get on one I get totally freaked out.  I know someone who lost her ability to smell or taste in a horse accident.  I’ve also always gotten the horse that thinks they are in charge and like to try and prove it to other horses while I’m riding them.  When I was in 10 grade we were in Kentucky and my horse almost bit me too because of my sweet smelling body wash.  Lastly those darn saddles hurt your bottom like nothing else can.

So we shall see what develops with the girls.  I’d hate for them to be scared.  I am more than willing to walk along side of them to help them along but not sure momma wants to get on that horse.