This afternoon I took William and Molly to a nearby ranch for a riding lesson. To say they were excited would be an understatement. To begin the lesson, they had to get their horses ready for riding. Molly had a beautiful brown horse named Lily and William had a white horse named Blue. They brushed their coats, positioned the blanket, put on the saddle and had to help with the bridle and bit.
Once the horses were ready, the kids lead them out to the riding enclosure.
The kids mounted their horses and began learning how to lead the horse around the ring.
Molly took to riding like a pro. She hopped on and never needed any help. By the end of the class she was able to lead her horse in figure eights and circles without any problem. She was beaming and thanked me many times for taking them to riding lessons. She is definitely smitten.
William took a little longer to get situated, but his teacher was really helpful and helped him walk his horse around the ring. Afterwards William told me his horse was “wild” and that he wanted to ride a new horse next time. I think he thought there was an equipment failure as opposed to a lack of knowledge on the rider’s part. He wants to go back so he must have had fun.
While the older two rode horses, the younger two ran wild in the viewing room. The saddle, my iPad and some raisins got us through the lesson without too much screaming/noise/crying/whining. Henry was super sad at not being able to join in, but I told him that I would find him a soccer class to take which made him feel a little better. He needs to have something just for him.