Wednesday, February 22, 2006


So, I have a son who loves horses and most anything to do with horses. He has a rustic cowboy/horse themed bedroom. He has had horse themed birthday parties. He has horse calendars and coloring books. You get the picture. He is however scared to death of the real thing. Like almost pee in his pants scared. I don't know if it's because they are so big or what. But he's scared.

So, today the local FFA at the High School sponsored a petting zoo and his preschool class got to go. Gabe was sooo excited about it. Until we got there and he saw they had a horse. So, we bypassed the horse and went on to the sheep, chickens, goats and pigs. He also really didn't want to get to close to the calf that was there. We went around twice petting and checking out the animals never getting with in spitting distance of the horse. Finally I said we weren't going around until he went up to the fence by the horse,who by the way looked to be one hundred years old, he said "Mom, you sure are encouraging me" and finally walked up to the fence. WooHoo! He did it!

So, I just asked him what his favorite part of the petting zoo was and he said he didn't know because the horse scared him too much. Finally he said he really liked the goats and his absolute favorite part was getting to ride on a real school bus. So much for animals.

Sunday, February 19, 2006


Why do boys wrestle? I don't think girls do this on a regular basis. Boys, however, seem to live for it. Anytime I tell the boys to go find something to do nine times out of ten I hear Parker say, "hey Gabe, you wanna wrestle?" To which Gabe responds,"Sure". And it's on and someone gets hurt and then they just keep wrestling. One of their favorite things to do is wrestle with Daddy. It's just a huge question mark for me.