Oh, great pictures by the way. Especially the one of her son standing up on his horse's back going down the trail. He looks like a cool kid.
He is a cool kid as long as someone else raises him. :~D He's gonna be capable of big troubles, and you'll never catch him.
A photograph is the only way to describe how those two are. I've got others where they are going down trail trying to wrestle and pull each other off the horse.
And all the while, while they're having a grand old time, I'm thinking about how hard it's going to be, 10 miles from anywhere, to get that kid back on the horse with a broken arm, screaming the whole way because it hurts to move, all the way back to the trailhead. And I end up with knots in my stomach, and the worst never happens to them.
She's a blast sometimes, but I so much prefer the relative quiet and peace of riding with my husband, just us. :~D