Nay to horses...

Dear Nicky,

Late this afternoon we went to your hippotherapy. It's kind of far and traffic is a pain and it's late in the day. But you sure enjoyed being on that horse and trotting around. Then when you got off and it was time to go the stable and work with the little horse named Small Fry, you totally balked and became uncooperative. On the way home you fell asleep and I put you straight to bed around seven.

Love,
Dad