We had an adventure tonight. Tonight was the first night of Scout's pony riding lessons at The Farm. The Farm is a local rec center here in town, essentially a refurbished farm that the city operates as a petting zoo with lots of activities and classes for the kids.
Last summer, we took a Pee Wee Farmers class. On the last day of that class, Scout got a pony ride. You can guess what the favorite part of the week was for little Scout. This summer, we decided to try the pony riding class. The class meets for four consecutive evenings, an hour each time.
Upon meeting us, the instructor, Katie, told us straight off that they had a pony at The Farm named Scout. And I knew from last summer that they also have a pony named Ruby. I mentioned this fact to Katie, and the fact that I have another daughter named Ruby. We had a nice laugh about that. She offered a few other names in case we have an additional child: Freckles, Fritz, Brownie, Dottie, and more.
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| Before we begin, the cowgirl with the red hat |
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| The ponies that we'll be riding, all lined up |
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| Our instructor, Katie, pointing out the ponies and telling us their names |
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| Two additional ponies that weren't in the line up: the "red-head" is named Ruby |
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| Scout en route to the tack room |
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| Scout and her pony Scout |
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| Scout riding Scout |
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| A victorious cowgirl after her first lesson! |
I took her tonight, but I'm not too sure I'll do it again. As you dear (three) readers may know, I have a weird fear of horses that started when I was a college student travelling through Europe (I specifically remember the large horses in the streets of Vienna scaring the bejeesus out of me). I sucked it up today, but one thing was clear as our horse, Scout, scurried off to the side of the riding ring to eat creeping jennies and fight my lead: I'm no horse guide. Alas, Scout and Ruby don't know about my strange fear, so don't tell them. I'm sure they'll figure it out eventually! Odd fears aside, Scout (the girl, not the horse) seemed genuinely thrilled with the whole evening. She was already talking about which pony she'll pick tomorrow night!