A couple of weekends ago, we headed out to the Ranch for Baby Gray to ride his fourwheeler and take a spin on Mosey. He said he wanted to try to ride him with the saddle, so we (and by we, I totally mean Annie; horses are not my thing) saddled him up, and off the boy went!
He fed them all oats and hay, kicked dirt around in the barn (in his brand spankin’ new TOMS because I forgot his boots), and didn’t ride the fourwheeler.
Such a fun, albeit cold, afternoon.
Be still my heart! A cowboy is born!