The first time the DH met my 3 year old Arizona granddaughter, she was riding a stick horse around the house. She was thrilled to have a new grandpa and mimicked everything he did. Since he wore a Western hat and smoked a pipe, she plopped a little red cowboy hat on her head and smoked a stick. Now she's almost sweet 16 and has given up the hat and the stick pipe but still loves horses. Several years ago she traded the stick horse in on a big, black piece of horseflesh named Maverick. Hey, maybe he should run for President!
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