And I saw her with bows on! BELLE! My favorite horse that was just a baby when Andrew and I first met! Mine? Is that what it says?
I turned into a 9 year old. I jumped up and down and cheesed a HUGE smile. I wrapped my arms around Andrews neck and screamed, "YOU GOT ME A PONY!"
(all the spots are from the hay in the stalls floating around. kinda looks neat? I think so.)
and then I made him take a photo shoot of me and Belle and made a few faces like this:
SO, I don't know how to ride yet and you aren't trained yet, Belle
(or Bella, as Johannah promptly texted me that she would be calling her. She is in a Twilight phase. Yes. That phase. I have not entered the world that is Twilight, but I have seen many around me fall victim. Get it? Victim? Vampires?)
back to the horse:
but Belle, I will brush you and pet you and braid your tail and love you forever.
oh. yes. I had a SECOND surprise.
but the more I thought of it, the more I think it's a private surprise. It's a personal goal that Andrew has set for himself. And I'm very proud of him.
Nellie Olsen, signing off. ( I HAVE A PONY!)