Ava just had her third horseback riding lesson this past Sunday morning. She seems to enjoy the riding, and she’s good at it, but I think her true passion lies in brushing the horse before and after the lesson and feeding him carrots. For crying out loud, I never thought I’d be the dad who takes his daughter out to riding lessons. What’s next, summers in Nantucket and ski vacations in Aspen every year?
To my relief, Ava hasn’t made any noises about getting her own horse (and she sees other young girls at the stable to have their own horses). I think she probably realizes that’s not going to happen, even if she doesn’t understand the reasons why.