This is where my editing skills fail again; many, many pictures ahead.
The day after Christmas, we went out to Auntie Linda's to ride horses. It's become a bit of a tradition that the kids love. Below, going left to right, are Frances, Clare, Nora, Zoe, Chandler, Grant and Todd. (James came with us but chose to spend his time throwing rocks in the pond.)
Jocelyn wore her winter jacket and mittens. The children did not.
For what it's worth, I know Chandler appears to be a giant walking fashion faux pas. The laundry gods did not smile on her this vacation.
Some of the cousins were very helpful.
Some weren't.
First up, Frances Elliott! She was nervous at first but settled in nicely. I was oh-so-proud.
And Baby Chewie got her first ride on a horse!
Her sense of horsewomanship left a little to be desired: after riding forwards for a bit, she decided she would much rather hug me like a baby monkey and ride backwards. I'll take all the hugs I can get, but riding backwards is not a good long-term plan. Maybe next year?
Happy trails to you, until we meet again!
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then! (Or at least grinning at your children's antics.)
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