Believing. Through a Child's Eyes.

I know a little girl who wil be five on Friday.

Oh my gosh! She's mine!

Months ago, we went to visit a horse farm. They board horses and give lessons. My hubby, who is a cowboy at heart, did some drooling and dreaming over the horses. He would love to have one, but alas, our budget will not contain anyone else who is not contributing to the family in a monetary or otherwise functional way.

While we were there, my girl observed a couple of young girls having their riding lesson. She declared that she would like to ride a horse. There is a policy that you have to be at least five before they allow you to ride.

Well!

Ever since that visit, baby girl has said on a regular basis, "On my birthday, when I am five, I can ride a horse!" In great anticiption, we are marking days off on the calendar. I asked her a couple of days ago, "So, what do you want to do for your birthday?"

Bet you can't guess what she said.

Shall we say it together?...

"I'm going to ride a horse!"

I asked her where she thought she would go to ride a horse.

"The horse farm!!"

Of course.