My daughter was the need to ride child.I think she learned to walk so she could go find a pony. Her younger brother liked Scouts, organized sports - meh, and was often dragged to the barn. “Mom, is it time to go yet?” or “That stupid goat ate my homework AGAIN!”
He did lead line at shows with a friend and decided to retire. “It’s too easy to win a blue ribbon”. He joined Pony Club with his sister, and enjoyed the meetings, friends, snacks and unmounted activities. He liked the unmounted quiz rally, and it was some surprise that he expressed a wish to do a mounted rally. We borrowed a mostly saintly pony, did all the preps and we were off.
At the rally son, pony, and a small mountain of carefully labeled required stuff was unloaded and consigned to the care of the rally officials, C advisor and his team. I stepped away with the rest of the parents, heeding stern warnings not to interfere as PC rules.
He makes it to formal inspection on time and even remembers his dressage test. Show jumping see them trotting over their 18inch jumps in fine style, until the pony has a moment in the corner and he is off. But he pops right up and is soon laughing at something, so all is well. The little cross-country course is last on their list. They start out at a determined trot, popping over the jumps. The trot grows bigger and finally they land cantering. While cantering over the last few jumps, they pick up speed and cue the Top Gun music; they are coming in Hot! By this time my inner Mom voice is screaming, “Stop the madness, get over there, tackle the pony and save him!” Fortunately, the last bits of my sanity, and the other Moms stopped me. As they come flying up, I see he has a huge grin on his face, and they come to an orderly stop. I think their team was 5th, but on the way home he was as excited as if he had just won at Rolex. Once again, he chose to retire in glory, but he discovered the joy of pushing the boundaries. He still pushes (Marine Corps, Skydiving, rock climbing), but has only done a few family vacation trail rides.
I found a brush with his name recently, and we had a good time laughing about the day. Good for you Mom, encouraging your child’s journey, whatever the length. May you have good times, joy and your daughter discover new things.