Glitter and Girl: Little Cowgirl

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Thursday, October 17, 2013

Little Cowgirl

Years ago when my nieces were born, my parents bought a horse. My parents have had racing horses for as long as I can remember and wanted ~~their love~~ my dad's love of horses to rub off on them a little. Berkley is my "little cowgirl". She adores "Moose". She calls her horse by his name and other horses "horse". Such a smart baby. Now when she sees a real moose, I'm not sure what we will do!

We take a couple trips out to the stable a day so that she can see & feed him. She loves feeding her carrots because she can hold them by the end, unlike apples. She does not like feeding him apples, because he has to go straight to her hand. Yes this frightens me a little, but he is so wonderful with children.