Faux Show

We've always avoided the Sydney Royal Easter Show - it's out west (no, not in the outback, Mum) and vastly overpriced.  Plus Alice is only two.  This year we went instead to the local "fake" Easter Show which is free and only 5 minutes drive away.  It was still vastly overpriced once you got there, but hey ho, Alice had fun.

I felt just like I did when I first dropped her off at daycare to make her own way in the world, when she went from riding with Daddy to riding alone in a matter of minutes.  I know it's ridiculous, but it was tear in the eye stuff for me.

The first equine adventure was not quite so successful - she was wildly excited to get on, but after about 8 seconds, the pony gave itself a little snort and shake, which was a bit scary for a novice jockey.  We're going to go back again on Wednesday and try again so that she doesn't develop some kind of phobia.  (Obviously pony riding skills are going to be important to Alice's urban existence).