Many years ago when I was spending more time on horseback than not my friend purchased an unbroken 18 month old colt. as time went by Iceman, as we called him, was broke to saddle and became the primary mount of my daughter. Time marched on and due to some bad times my friend was forced to sell iceman at a time I wasn't in the position to buy him.
Fast forward ten years. My daughter is now married with a baby of her own. Two weeks before Liam's first birthday I said I was getting him a pony. Not a week later my friend calls me up to say that she has located Iceman and has bought him back.
So today we went out to the barn and had a grand old time. Liam got the first taste of what will be many, many years of riding ahead of him, Jaime got to ride her old friend again, and they both stopped to play with Finn, the irish wolfhound.
Even I hoped on, for a brief ride.