Cowboy birthday party

Last Saturday, I was invited to my first 2 year old birthday party. Tommy and Rosie Clements had their bash out at the Oakmont Saddle Club. Mom informed me, as we got into the car to go, that there would be horses to ride. I was so excited that I neighed from Santa Rosa to Oakmont. There were a few times I saw horses on the side of the road and I insisted to mom that we had passed the party, but in the end she knew where we were headed. Right as we pulled up, I saw the ponies. They were amazing! I wanted to watch them and follow them every second. However, when mom asked me to pet one, I said "No way" and moved her hand out to pet the pony for me. When it came my turn to ride, I resisted with all my might. Mom did not want to force me, so we settled on watching others ride. I didn't feel as bad when I heard the birthday boy and girl didn't ride either. Below, Rosie and I are riding horses we feel more comfortable on...
I had dressed up for riding horses, but found my real love was driving this car. Every time mom tried to open the door to get me out, I would slam the door shut and keep driving.

Since it was a hot day, the twin's parents had set up kiddie pools for us to cool off in. There were several "older" girls (2-3 year olds) in the pool splashing around, which intimidated me a bit, so I settled for playing on the edge, drinking the pool water that squirted out. When things calmed down, I got in and played a bit. Mom found out that my trunks were slightly big, as I showed off some awesome plumbers crack towards the end.

At the end of the party, we got to eat and play on the lawn. Some of the adults were quite impressed that I self-regulate for choking. A few times, I put pieces of food into my mouth that were too big and after a few chomps I took them out and chose something a little smaller. Mom is sure I have inherited dad's cautious side.