Today was one of those spontaneously fun days that are the primary reason I like to keep my Fridays with Danny free. Upon receiving a phone call from Jennifer P., who needed to stay out of the house for the cleaners, we scratched our plans to grocery shop and instead went first to the playground and then moved on to the polo fields to visit the horses and eat a picnic. As we sat eating our lunch in the rickety, old, wooden grandstand overlooking the polo field, I couldn't help but appreciate the serenity. Danny, Zach and Olivia were so content, in a quiet yet cheerful way. There's something naturally soothing about the presence of horses. Danny's euphoria over horses also shows me that my cowboy roots from Kansas haven't been completely buried!
