|These horses, and subsequent lifestyle, do not belong to us. Photo courtesy of Matt Schloss|
The kids love horses at all costs, but although I can delight them with djembe beatnik improv, I disappoint in my ability to bring them them the skewbald jumping pony.
It all evens out. I invest my time and (cosmic) energy into my kids, which is the real gift. Plus, all I have to do to get them to stop whining about horses is to explain that riding usually doesn't include a WiFi connection. Booyah!
P.S. I have worn a jeans jacket at times to good effect.