Sing it with me..
Boooorn free – as free as the wiiiind blooows..
La la la – or whatever the fuck comes next
We went and caught up with some friends on the weekend and got to watch their eldest daughter have her horse riding lesson
And since then have heard nothing else from Miss 3 & Miss 5 but
Mummy, can weeee ride horses?
Mummy, are weeee big enough to ride horses??
So of course, me being prepared to do anything to have some quiet a complete soft cock
I rang the stables to see if the girls could go horse riding
Totally hoping expecting them to say no
I thought the girls would be too small
I was wrong how unusual
So that’s where we went today – to the stable – so the girls could ride a horse
And didn’t that place just stink like horse shit?
Yeah, whatever, I know it’s supposed to. But seriously, that smell comes up and whacks you in the face like a shovel as soon as you get out of the car
Like totally even worse that Dad’s farts
In a lift
Yep – it was that bad
The girls were up at stupid o’clock this morning – they were so excited
And Miss 5 showed balls of steel no fear and was on the horse as soon as we got there
Her horse’s name was Bonnie
They fell in love with each other big time
While Miss 3 waited patiently for her turn
And got bitten on the finger by a horse named Claire
Let’s just add this to the scar from the dog bit on her face she got last month shall we?
Her horse pony was called Benji
And she was shit scared terrified of him
For about 2 minutes
So it turned out to be a fantastic day
But, kids being the relentless mother fuckers persistent like they are
They wanted more
They wanted to take Benji & Bonnie home
Back to Chicago with us
My girls learnt a new word today