Somehow--and I really do not know how--I managed to forget that my name was nearing the top of Sarah Rose's ship-to list. Last night we were walking out to the car, and Ryan spotted a large box sitting on our front porch.
"Hey, Mama," he asked. "What's in the box?"
I glanced over and immediately my eyes widened. The box was suspiciously resin sized, but I wasn't expecting a resin, was I? It wasn't until I looked at the return address that I realized it was my forgotten Rose Reiner!
Since Ryan found the box, I let him have the opening honors. After all, eleven year old boys like any job that involves a pocket knife.See what I mean?
Of course Darcy wanted a piece of the action, too.
Unwinding the toilet paper...
and removing the packing peanut hat.
Woo hoo! It's mama's new horse.
Oh, that was so much fun. I can't wait to do it again!