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Yesterday morning while I was working at my tea table in the back yard (dodging the occasional raindrop), Olivia said, “I would like to be the princess today.” I responded as Mom would have, with “You can be Trigger’s Horse if you want to!”

She turned a confused face to me and asked, “Who is Trigger and where is his horse?” I tried to explain that Trigger was the horse, and saying that she could be Trigger’s Horse was like saying she could be whatever she wanted, but she wasn’t buying it. I guess it was a pretty obscure concept for a four year old.
Trigger

But if you are curious about being Trigger’s Horse, or wonder why that is the title of my blog, go here to read the rest of the story.

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