I know you’ll all be terribly jealous when I tell you how I get to spend my Saturday afternoon.
I get to take my 15 Daisy Scouts to my friend’s farm so she can tell them all about horses . . . and somehow tie that into being courageous and strong so the girls can earn their Red Courageous and Strong petal.
We will learn all about feeding and caring and riding and safety and manure and all that fun stuff. The girls will get to hug and pet and love on the horses. The girls will get to feed carrots and bread to the horses. The girls will get to get their shoes muddy without their parents yelling at them.
But they will NOT get to ride the horses . . . it’s against Girl Scout rules for Daisy Scouts to ride horses with the troop on a field trip.
I suspect the following phrase will come out of my mouth approximately 50 times in our 3 hour trip tomorrow:
“No. You can’t ride the horse. No. You can’t ride the horse. Nope. You STILL can’t ride the horse. That’s great that your Grandma’s Uncle’s Cousin’s Daughter’s Best Friend has horses that you’ve ridden before, but you can’t rid the horses here. Nope. Not even if your mom says it’s OK. No. You can’t ride the horse.”
Wish me luck!