Wyatt loves horses. He's been asking to take horse lessons for months. He's never wanted to do Karate or anything like that he says he wants to do horse lessons. I researched it and finally found a place that does western riding! Tonight was his first time going. He was suppose to go a week or so ago but he was sick so the instructor told us to come today. She seemed a bit unorganized/scatterebrained which bothered me and brought Wyatt over to a horse at the very end of the arena and showed him how to brush and saddle it and then left him there for a good long while by himself. And I'm watching from across the barn thinking "Hello! LADY! He's 6 years old in a whole new everything surrounded by teenagers and horses and you just leave him there! Are you trying to make him (me) cry??". But I bit my tongue and watched him and watched his shy little self become more assertive, he spoke up and got better with the horse as time went on and at the end of it he walked his big old horse all the way down to the spot he got em' from and waited for instruction. That's when I realized I'm a spaz. And I also realized his teacher and these lessons are really going to help him. She threw him in head first and I watched him go from uncomfortable Wyatt to "oh yeah that just happened, I'm pretty good at this" Wyatt. And at the end he said "I was really getting a little bit worried when we were driving here (which I couldn't tell at all, he seemed totally fine) but then I got here and I did it and I LOVE IT!"
It was really hard to take pictures of him. I was holding Gus most of the time or they were moving to fast, being on a horse and all!
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Aww! Yay! Isn't it great to see your kids feel so accomplished? Riley grew so much during her swimming lessons. And, I wanted to say that Gus looks SO grown up all the sudden!
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