Look who can already ride her own horse and trail cows!  Miss Henley is a true cowgirl with her own horse and everything.  In the future, I’ll try to get her in a pair of jeans and boots before she goes out to ride.

Henley’s Aunt Melissa was nice enough to give us this little rocking horse, and Ty and I love it.  Henley isn’t too sure about it yet.  I snapped this picture a second before she fell off–don’t worry she fell, rolled, and came up smiling like she’s ready to do it again.  I have a little daredevil on my hands.

She rolls and army crawls anywhere and everywhere she wants to go these days.  Thursday night while I was cooking dinner, she scooted from the living room to the kitchen so quietly that I didn’t notice her until she grabbed my jeans and tried to put them in her mouth.  Everything goes into her mouth these days–toys, blankets, my phone, my food, paper, books, scissors (I’m quickly learning that anything floor level is free game for the little missy), and anybody’s fingers she can reach.

We are loving our little cowgirl.  She certainly keeps us on our toes and gives us plenty to laugh about.  She loves her dad and will smile or laugh for him anytime.  She is quite social and loves going to church where lots and lots of people talk to her.  And she loves to be outside.  Probably because that usually means she’s with her dad or Bo.

She and I have been running a couple days a week and she is a champ.  Now that she is big enough to ride face-forward in her stroller she loves our walks.  She smiles and giggles at the alfalfa fields and cars driving by while I’m huffing and puffing on my very slow jog.  Running while pushing a stroller is much harder than running alone, and being incredibly out of shape doesn’t help anything either.  In fact, I broke out my camera today mostly to put off running just a bit longer.   I just happened to get some really cute pictures as a bonus!  And now that I’ve admitted my procrastination to the whole world, I suppose I should go run…