Harses, Harses, Harses

He wanted a horse party.

Oh, he got a horse party.

The kids waited in anticipation for the miniature horses to be unloaded from the trailer....totally unaware of the middle aged white man - standing behind them - trying to flash a gang sign.
I think it was supposed to be "Westside"... always appropriate at a child's birthday party.

I have to give him credit...he was trying....BOY....was he trying!
Look at the concentration!

The anticipation built...


And then...UNVEILED! Furry bickies and all!
He was impressed....but wondered where the saddles were.
Down the hill they went....to the backyard...aka corral.
They brushed the ho-hees.

And put stickers and ribbons on the ho-hees.
They walked the ho-hees.
Even the "big" kids took a turn...
They had relay races.
And a cowboy toss.

And of course there was a photo shoot because there were hoards of beautiful children....

even with bloody noses...they are still beautiful.

and....then there were the "adults"...ahem.

Boo opened his gifts....ho-hee style.

The cowgirls cleaned up the poop.


And then we ate a horse.
Boo with his favorite ho-hee "Thweetheart"
We love you Bradley. Hope 4 is great!