Lil’ Sis and The Cowgirl

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Sis was so happy, coming out of her skin she was so excited when she saw the jumps but was told, ‘No, you can’t jump today.’

At five and a half years, she’s actually not a huge size horse, so Sarahjoy, my twenty-eight-year-old daughter, totally took her for granted, they were just gonna walk her around, but Sis started getting a little crazy, she started a lil’ buck, did a crow hop and a couple small bucks, wanting to go bucking bronco. Sarahjoy’s thinking, yeah, yeah, all at walk.

She did a couple jump-off-the-ground spin-deal spiels and still Sarahjoys thinking, ha ha ha, that was funny, Sis’ excitement growing and then BAM! she was off! At one point Sarahjoy realized, she’s gonna buck me off, because she was getting quicker and she was figuring out what wasn’t working and getting cattier. She said she didn’t climb off, should have, didn’t. Two pupils were watching from different directions, one kid saying later, “She tried to buck you off; when it didn’t work, she decided to try the rear-spin buck thing.”

The other kid said, “Yeah, its really hard when they do that.”

Because Sarahjoy had broken the young horse when she was young Sis had a hard time with balance sometimes because she gave everything at such a young age. Sis learned that day that she is bigger and she’s stronger. It’s so easy to do things now with balance, it’s easy and Sis feels empowered.

So she continues to tell me, “Mom, my lil mare grew muscles she didn’t knew she had and knocked me in the mud,” and she added that she was banned from text messaging while riding, which she’d also been doing, and had broken the outside screen on her flip phone.

That is my kid, the little cowgirl.