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Donkey Day!

 


Recently we took our daughter over to our friends house for a visit. They live way out in the middle of nowhere and their house was built above animal stalls. It’s actually pretty cool and honestly the view is incredible. Cora was enamored by the horses out in the field eating hay. She repeatedly runs around pointing and saying “neigh.”

We bring her into the barn to check out the other horses. She of course is beyond excited to see them as well. After a little exploration, our buddy brings out their miniature donkey. Cora is beside herself. She is unsure of what to do. You can see the confusion on her face. Like, this looks like a horse but, it’s not a horse. Well, they both are equines so, I suppose I could understand how confusing that may be for a toddler. 

We ask Cora if she would like to  pet the donkey. She shuffled her little feet across the floor with her hands tucked in her pockets and her head down. She gets very shy around our friend. It’s quite adorable. Usually she hides behind one of us and peaks her little head around our legs to see what’s going on. She is to curious to completely hide but not comfortable enough to leave our side. I must admit, it’s quite a good feeling. She pets the donkey and seems to quickly get comfortable with him. So, we ask if she would like to ride the donkey. She appears to be interested but still a tad confused. I’m curious how she is going to react when she sits on him. Brett picks her up and places her on the donkey. So far so good.

It’s fascinating to watch her. She naturally clings her legs tightly around him and hooks her feet under him as best as she could. She just sat and stared for a moment. I only wish I knew what she was thinking. At first she looked slightly terrified and I was sure she was about to panic but she wasn’t attempting to pull away, not initially anyways. Even though what I was seeing was nothing like what I was imagining, all I could think about was Eeyore from Winnie the Poo. My daughter is like Tigger, bouncing off of the walls most of the time. I could just see her bouncing on that donkey, saying ye-haw and tapping her heels into him as she tries to run down goldfish bandits. I’m sure she would catch those bandits too, no one gets away with stealing Coras food. What would happen if she tried to play pin the tail on the donkey? I have a feeling that would not end well. 🤦‍♀️

The entire donkey adventure lasted about 5 minutes. She soon started to pout and reach her hands out for daddy. I’m proud of her for getting on the donkey.  Even though I know it might be the toddler stage I admire her bravery. She is fearless! 

After her donkey ride. We took her outside and she played happily in the dirt. Looks like we avoided the goldfish bandits this time.  Cora has consumed nearly an entire family sized bag of goldfish. Half of them were dropped on the ground and maybe even smooshed a little before she ate them. Five second rule right? This kid is going to have a superhuman immune system. I wonder if she nipped a little horse poop by accident. If she did, she didn’t appear to be displeased with the taste. 🤷‍♀️.  I’m not sure what that says about Brett and I as parents 😂.  Oh well! I know one thing is for certain, we sure do love our little girl. I can’t wait to bring her back when she is a little older and see if she is willing to take another donkey ride. 

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