The Foorce

“…you ride a horse with no legs?”

I looked at Adam, totally caught off guard as I cleaned up from dinner. “What?”

Margaret: He means backbare.

Me: What?

Margaret: You know, when you ride without a saddle?

Me: You mean bareback?

Margaret: Yeah.

Adam: No, not a saddle. What do you call it when you ride a horse with no legs?

Me: I don’t understand that question.

Adam: Ride a horse. with no. legs.

Me: I have no legs? Or the horse?

Adam: No, if you ride it with no legs.

Me: The horse would be dead?

Adam: What do you call it?

Me: Adam, do you mean if you have no legs or the horse has no legs?

Adam: (starting to tantrum): What do you call it if you ride a horse with no legs?

Me: Seriously, you’re going to stomp at me over this? I don’t know!! What do you call it?

Adam: I don’t know! What do you call it?

Me: Ask somebody else?

James comes downstairs.

Margaret: James, what do you call it when you ride a horse with no legs?

James: A fancy trick?

Adam: A fancy trip?

James: No, it’s a fancy trick.

Adam: Oohhhh, right. Mom, it’s a fancy trick.

Me (sincerely): James, thank you for that.

James: No problem Mom.

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PS – I know my posts have grown further apart over the last few months, but there are many (many) good reasons for that. Or, as you can imagine, many good posts to come.