Grateful on Thanksgiving and Pony Riding

This year we went down to L.A. to spend Thanksgiving with Grandpa and Safta. We had a turkey, stuffing and the usual accouterments of the holiday. Whilst enjoying our meal, I asked M what he was thankful for. I didn't honestly expect an answer because I hadn't discussed this with him and figured he would have no idea what thankful even meant. We were all surprised when M said, "I am thankful for playing with my friend James." How cute is that!? By the way, M now has two friends at school that he talks about ALL the time...James and Ben. When asked who his friends are, these are the names he states and he now asks to go to school to play with his two buds.

Anyway, back on track. While we were in L.A., Grandpa took us to the pony rides which M enjoys doing every time we are down visiting. I asked B if he wanted to ride a pony this time and, another surprise, he said yes. B was so excited! He said, "I'm a big boy now. I ride a brown pony." (He later told me he rode a blue pony, but at least he knew it was a pony.)

Grandpa and I were expecting B to burst into tears and hysterics once placed on the pony, but he was happy during both rides. He kept pointing things out and not once did he hold onto the darn pommel thing on the pony. Sometimes that kid has no sense of safety. Anyway, it was neat to see him on a pony and so happy. Good times.