Land of the Miniature Horses

Yesterday, we had a family day trip as part of Shaun's "staycation." After debating a bit on what we wanted to do that wouldn't be too far away to drive or too boring for Bean or too much chaos for C, Shaun suggested Land of the Miniature Horses.



Knowing my oldest daughter as I do, I figured she'd go bananas over them.

We were so right. "FORSEYS!" (Why she calls horses, "forses," I still don't know. It's one of the few wildly mispronounced words that she says... but it's so cute that I'm not in a hurry change it). She was running from side to side inside the park calling to the horses, "HI forseys! HI HI!"

At one point, she and Shaun were chosen to lead "Star," one of the horses, around the indoor ring to be pet by all of the people. Except, she was FAR more interested in the barn cat that kept eluding her grasp.

Whatever, whatever... animals are her thing. We had fun talking about all the animals and especially enjoyed reciting Llama, Llama, Red Pajama after seeing the llamas.

She also got to take her first ride on a real live horse. She was completely nervous at first but warmed up quickly and totally lit up every time she caught my eye.

Shaun surprised me by showing me he actually knows how to lasso. Like, really. See?

Me? Born and raised near the city in the upper South. Not exactly the cowboy my husband is.

He's cute though.

I just look a little insane.



C spent the majority of the time napping in her stroller or looking at the horses. Would you believe that I didn't get a single good picture of her? Poor kid.






Anyway, we had a ball. Anything that makes my kid's face look like this must be good.