What a Life!

If you took piano lessons for any amount of time, and got, maybe, to the intermediate level, then you learned how to play The Wild Horseman, which is the song that keeps running through my head every time I see Joey with the broomstick horse.

I had some Christmas money leftover from Steve’s brother Schon, and when we were at the grocery store last week (of all places!), they had these broomstick horsies. They had them last fall, and I intended to go back and get one, but I forgot, and the next week they weren’t there. This time when I saw them, I stopped and got one. I let Ben pick out which one. I like the dark brown one with the star on his forehead, but Ben chose this one.

When I was a kid, our neighbors had one of these, and I loved riding it. This one has the same type of stick, but instead of having that rounded top at the end of the stick like a broom, it has one of those rubber deals that goes on the end of a cane. Probably a good idea since we have wood floors.

Both boys have played with it a lot, but Joey’s ways of playing with it are just too funny, too original.

Apparently the horse is top-heavy so Joey carries it around upside-down,

…drags it like a broom,

…and uses it as a leaning post while he ponders what to do next.

The cuteness of it all.