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Our Kids Had 2 Spring Rocking Horses
If my children were to have had only one toy this spring horse might very well be it!
Our first indoor horse moved in 45 years ago, into our tiny rental house on the big cattle ranch way out on the edge of the valley - right where the hills rose to the South.
My oldest son was just 18 months old
when Santa brought Horsey to pasture in our living room corral. Since we lived on a working ranch and Daddy sometimes rode our wild horse, holding the tot securely for a short turn around our driveway, our baby knew what a horse was.
In fact Nick was completely comfortable with horses, ready to tame the wild one himself back when the Spring winds blew in after Horsey came to stay. The house was a tiny 20' square and we had added a baby to Nick's nursery a few months before.
Nick happily got up from his nap while
I changed the baby in his cradle one afternoon. Since the weather had warmed up the back door was open and I didn't hear the screen door flap when Nick slipped out. Carrying the freshened baby out to find drinks for them I couldn't find my big boy. Then I heard him.
He was squealing in delight, standing under that wild horse, who was tethered in the back yard, talking up a storm to her, while waving a loose plastic teething rail he had lifted from his crib while I diapered the baby.
Kady, the horse, stood still, almost
seeming to enjoy the little guy's joy. It was I who feared horses since childhood, but my young son had the confidence of an orchestra director. Kady was cool, as I slowly moved to get next to Nick so I could pluck him from the jaws of danger! He was so happy and the horse was so fine, but we needed to go inside for a glass of lemonade so I could recover.
Indoors, my boys were on Horsey more often than not. I enjoyed the rhythm of the stretching spring and the songs my child sang as he rode. Once the baby was ready we bought a smaller version of the same horse for him. Yes - we had both those horses in our tiny living room, and everyone was happy. My mom wasn't keen on the rocking sound, but to me it was pure gold.
Any of the kids would love this bright bandanna tied around their neck or stuffed in a pocket.