A couple months ago our church had a Western Day theme and with that came food, pony rides, face painting, a gun-slinger show (I think that's what they called it), and all kinds of fun stuff...I think, anyways! The reason I say that is because the only thing Maclaine cared to do was ride the pony and after waiting to do that she was ready to go home.
She was the first in line, and we stood there in the heat for about an hour waiting for the horses to arrive...
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She got to ride the biggest pony... |
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and was in heaven... |
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