More fun with the Ho’s

Dear Lyla, for several weeks it seemed like the horses next door were always in the feeding corral whenever we wanted to go feed them.  It would be so frustrating for you because we’d go for a walk but not be able to feed them.  You kept saying “oh no!  Where’s the hos?”.  So one day when we came home I saw them out so we rushed over.  I even let you drive your car over.  Your courage has grown my dear!  You hardly flinched when the horses walked right up to the fence and stood bravely as you held out the apples and carrots.  It did my heart good.  I love these moments with you little sweetie.