“It’s More Fun Without A Saddle” & More Girl-isms

There was a little fun meet for the girls that the farm a couple of weeks ago that let them let loose and not worry about competition or anything else except for the privelege of being on their horses and riding like the dickens. There’s nothing better than watching a girl and her horse so it was fun for me too.

There were games, and races, and jumping as high as they could. What could be better?

Well, playing games, racing and jumping without your saddle of course.

 

I got there a little late (as usual on Sundays) and I was watching the festivities when I noticed that something was missing.

Even I can spot a naked horse.

So I said to the girl, “Where’s your saddle?”

“Over there,” she says.

“Why isn’t it on the horse?” I inquire.

“It’s more fun to race without it.” She answers so matter-of-factly that I almost let it go.

“I want you to put it on…wait a minute, what horse is that?”

“It’s Champ.”

I’ve never seen her ride Champ before. And I’ve never seen her ride Champ without a saddle before. No – wait, I’ve never seen her ride or race Champ without a saddle before. For the safety minded worrysome mom, it’s a little bit concerning.

So I ordered her off the horse. Well I didn’t.

Because by then the racing was over. And she was wearing a huge smile. And she was having so much fun.

And sometimes, you have to take chances and not follow protocol and just go through life without a saddle or stirrups – but at least wear a helmet.

All photos are SOOC and posted at Melody’s SOOC Saturday.

I’m feeling better already.