Back in May, I announced my intention to renovate a shabby, wobbly old nag of a rocking horse as a present for Number Three’s first birthday. I was full of inspiration and enthusiasm and had a baby who slept for about 90 minutes mid-morning, so I got off to a good start. But in mid-July,… Continue reading Horsey, horsey, don’t you stop….
A few weeks ago I wrote a post about the old rocking horse I found and was planning on renovating for Number Three’s first birthday. Well, the horse has been through quite an ordeal since then. The poor old fella has been stripped of his seat, had his head removed, his legs glued back in… Continue reading The Pony’s Progress