Cowgirls and Stick Ponies

When I was a little girl, we didn’t have a lot of money. A lot of the toys (and clothes) we did get were hand-me-downs from my cousin. One summer, when we spent time at Grandma’s farm, she gave us all a stick pony. She must have scrimped and saved and did without so we could have those.

There were a couple of little cowboy hats and cap guns with holsters in that summer’s hand-me-down box because I remember playing cowboys and Indians for hours. We named our horses and crowded in front of the TV to watch Audie Murphy movies on Saturday afternoons. If we were really lucky, we’d get a popsicle or a cold glass of Kool-Aid. What fun we had!

At night, we tied our horses up to the bedpost so they’d be ready to ride in the morning. We woke up to the sound of the pump man getting the wells going all around us.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Pretty soon Grandma stood at the bottom of the stairs and yelled up, “Rise and Shine! You’ve slept the day away!” We’d smelled our breakfast cooking on the stove. Oatmeal or Wheaties was the usual fare. Sometimes there would be oatmeal raisin cookies. Grandma always said if she had nothing else, she had oatmeal raisin cookies with cold milk. At least you wouldn’t go hungry. She said if it weren’t for her old dairy cow and cookies, her kids would have starved during the Great Depression.

Do you have a special memory of summer mornings at your grandparents’ house? A food, a smell, a special toy? Share with us…I’d love to hear about it!

Till tomorrow, dear ones…

Ginny

“Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.”
‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭17‬:‭6‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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