As you all know I can't be wordless. I just have way too much to say all the time.
My moms best friend's (the farrier) daughter (who lives in Florida and is more like family anyway) sends us all these old pictures.
Along with the old pictures is this one of me and my first horse.
I used to wear my dad's cowboy boots around the house all the time. There was just something about a HUGE pair of asskickin' boots that I could stomp around in and ride my "stick zebra" (hey no one could convince me, he was a horse!)
Gosh now I know why people thought I was so cute when I was little. Me with my horse and blonde pigtails wearing cowboy boots. Too bad I grew out of it.
My mom's best friend made me my stick zebra. This picture was probably sent to her to show her how much I played with him. I still have him too I don't think I have the heart to toss him out.
Some things never change.