Everyday someone in this family has to make a trip out to the horses and feed up. It's the same routine everyday. This day being no different.
One of the joys of having children is never having to get out and open gates anymore!
Laramie's car.
This tree is the oddest thing. Shelby and I like the way it twists.
"Come on, Mom. FEED ME!"
"If you don't put that feed in my bucket, you will draw back a nub"
"What are you looking at? Never seen attitude before?"
"Harruummmpphhh"
"Honey Bun? Is that a honey bun? OMG! I love you so much Mommy! Can I have a bite? Please, Please. I don't have attitude, honestly!"
"Nom-nom-nom-nom-nom"
"I Whip My Hair Back and Forth"
"I do love you Mom (when I don't see a saddle or bridle or crop or blanket or lunge rope or halter or lead rope or not Thursday.... etc. etc. etc.)"
"See I give you hugs!"
"Double Harrruuummppphhhh"
"Yes I will stand here without an attitude, in all my magnificent male glory and allow you, little peon, to adore me."
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