Littlest granddaughter spent the day. When I asked her if she wanted to go see the horses, I got an adamant "no." She did agree to go to the barn, where we were playing with the oats when grandpa arrived as asked if she wanted to feed the horses some cake. "Cake!" she exclaimed, obviously remembering her sister's birthday just a few days ago. Though she was a bit disappointed at what the horses got for "cake" she still went with grandpa and fed them several treats. Anything is possible in grandpa's arms.
I love the harmony that exists between the three. Grandpa that shows and explains the little girl that is not fully convinced and the horse who kindly await