Wyatt has always enjoyed sitting in front of me up on top of Gem with Dusty leading us around. He begs to go faster and has done walk, trot and canter both in an arena and out on a trail all with me holding him tightly and Dusty jogging beside us holding the reins. In the past, he was never comfortable up there on his own.
That all changed last weekend.
After I did a short ride to trial the new to me saddle, Wyatt asked if he could ride. I grinned and prepared to try to find room for him in front of me in the dressage saddle. He wasn't having it. He wanted to ride "by myself".
I hopped down and with only a slight hesitation and inward cringe at his incredibly filthy body touching my lovely saddle, I hoisted him up and grabbed the reins.
I led Gem around at the walk while Dusty walked beside Wyatt, but Wyatt wouldn't let him hold on to him. He wanted to do it all by himself. We walked around and Wyatt asked to go over the ground poles that were set up. There was a row of 5 set up for trotting and we walked over those multiple times. There was another pol e all by itself that was raised off the ground as a cavelliti and I urged Gem to a small trot to jump over it which she obliged to do. I heard a string of uncontrollable giggles behind me and he begged to do it again.
When I finally convinced him to be done, he climbed down with a huge grin and announced to the world:
MOMMY, I LOVE RIDING HORSES!!!!!
As my own face split into a grin I heard Dusty mumble "Welcome to a whole new level of being broke".