A BLENDED FAMILY

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I have a guest blogger tonight. My oldest granddaughter has had horses since way before she should have. I cannot remember for sure how old she was when she wrote the following horse story. But first, a picture of her taken about a year ago on her favorite horse Jackie.



Mother and baby

Once there was a mother and a baby

Who had no dad so she just had a mother



There was a boy horse near by.

Who had a baby with him.


The mother asked if he would be her wife.
(a little gender identification problem)

Not sure if this is the baby or mother.


So she has a new father

The End


Comments

  1. PondsideNovember 18, 2011 at 1:39 AM

    Too, too sweet!

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  2. AnonymousNovember 18, 2011 at 7:28 AM

    PRICELESS!!!!!

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  3. PatsyNovember 18, 2011 at 10:18 AM

    That is so cute and smart!

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  4. Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise)November 18, 2011 at 11:29 AM

    Awwww, this was just priceless sweetie!

    God bless and have a delightful weekend sweetie!!! :o)

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  5. AnonymousNovember 18, 2011 at 6:14 PM

    How cute! That's a great photo of your granddaughter and Jackie!

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  6. tammiNovember 18, 2011 at 6:30 PM

    Haha, I bet that brought back some great memories from when she was younger! Great picture, too.

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  7. MichaeleNovember 18, 2011 at 7:39 PM

    Just priceless! Thanks for sharing. She was so brave to draw so many horses. They are hard to draw!

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  8. NancyNovember 19, 2011 at 12:08 PM

    That's a precious collection of drawings and I love the story. :)

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  9. Jane@Cottage at the CrossroadsNovember 19, 2011 at 6:27 PM

    Your granddaughter looks like she was born to be on the back of a horse! Those drawing are precious, too! Thanks for visiting me and leaving your kind comments. Have a happy Thanksgiving!

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