"Daddy, can I have a horse?"

So I didn't exactly hear that. But I could see it in Kate's eyes.

We went to the county fair tonight. A couple kids in the neighborhood have horses, so after checking out the sheep, goats, cows, pigs, ducks, turkeys, rabbits and other barnyard critters, we gravitated toward the horse barn. We ran into the boy on the next street with his horse, and as we stood chatting, Kate was mesmerized by that horse. The horse kept nuzzling down toward the stroller, then would lift his head and look around. And Kate's eyes followed his every move. It was pretty cool. Claire? She was pretty happy to sit there and make her little squeals. But not like a pig. :)

Then it was off to make a circuit of the rest of the fair, see the Tiger show, cruise the midway, worry about the girls turning into one a teenager. You know the drill. And a cinammon roll. Gotta have one of those.

At least I didn't have to tell them "no" tonight.