Yesterday the girls wanted to ride, so we walked over to the horse paddock, saddled up their ponies and they went for a little ride around me, while I stood and watched. Then our lovely old mate Ben (above) got progressively naughtier as Kate was trying to get him to do things, so Mum had to step in. Luckily my saddle was in the shed, so I quickly threw it on, jumped on in my crocs, 3/4 cotton pants, town hat and tshirt....doesn't everyone wear such attire when riding?!!
Ben was then reminded that he was NOT in fact the boss of me or any other little humans. I think he will be MUCH happier to have (very much lighter) Kate back on his back after huffing and puffing whilst we cantered around in circles.
Just quietly, as I don't get to ride much these days, I *may* have been slightly out of breath myself, and I *may* have been reminded of a few core muscles that I had forgotten about, until this morning that is!
Speaking of fashion....granny made the boy some sock protectors "just like dad's!" as requested. He thinks he is SO cool and wears them at every opportunity - but only with work boots of course. :-)
And so ends this random snapshot of our Sunday afternoon, as I keep finding ways to avoid vacuuming the floor...but procrastinating over, I shall sustain myself with a chocolate frog and go to have a little chat with Dyson, bless his floor cleaning little socks.....