My Cowboys

I always wanted my family to be well-rounded individuals, I think with this latest excursion, it is putting us there. Last Saturday we went on a five hour motorcycle ride. All of us. I rode an 80, yes I am too big for it. Jason took Easti, Papa Jerry took Stanton on the four-wheeler and Jaden rode his 50. We came home sunburnt, and very tired.
So this was last night adventure. Riding the new horses (or horse, I should say). Easton loved seeing the horses and was very relaxed enjoying them. He would get so mad everytime we took him off of Sammy. He would scream and cry. Jaden is leading the horse all by himself.

Excited, buddy????!!!!!

My hot, funny cowboy husband. He put on his (baseball) hat, his (steel-toe) boots, his (Calvin Klein) jeans and his (tee) shirt, and said he had cowboyed up and was ready to ride!

HOORAY!!!!

No I did not ride, nor do I intend to for a while. I am so deathly scared of horses. But, I am sure I will eventually get over that childhood scar, and Sammy would be the perfect choice for mending that wound. Just not right now!