The first thing I learned was that my 4 year old is a very good jumper...I learned this when I decided to lunge him ove a ground pole that was sitting on the ground [duh!] between two barrels that were on their side and he jumpes the barrel instead.
Then second thing I learned is that I should always lock the horses into the other pasture while I'm riding. I learned this when I started my own little parade of horses, a donkey, a mule, and a VERY annoying llama across the pasture.
The third thing I learned is that my llama, Louie, is still the most annoying animal we have out there. I learned this when he dicided it would be a good idea to charge at my horse and then jump on him while I was riding, needless to say my horse didn't take too kindly to this.
The fourth thing I learned is that I happen to have the best most forgiving horse I've ever known. I learned this when I tried to go english on my mare for the first time [my second time ever riding english by myself] and I couldn't get on from the ground so I stood on a barrel and proceeded to jump [not literally, but you know] from the barrel to the saddle, and then I realized that I hadn't tightened the saddle enough so it slid right off along with me and she just stood there, btu I'm sure she was laughing at me. Then I put it back on her, tightened it, and got on [from the barrel again.] I rode like that until I decided I was going to be a daredevil [I am just not too fond of that english saddle yet] and go bareback on her for the first time ever. So up on the barrel I went AGAIN and got on her bareback...I've gone bareback on just about all of my horses..but for some reason never on her...and when I sat down I accidentally squeezed because I was so nervous [I've never been nervous on a horse before except the first time I rode one, so I have NO idea why I was this time, I was so ashamed of myself] and her being the horse she is and wanting to do what is asked, she started trotting. I hadn't gotten into my 'seat' on her yet, so I swiftly said whoa...and to my surprise, the mare that never wanted to stand still or stop, stopped right in her tracks and stood there calmly until I got into position, then picked up a very slow, collected walk, while I was literally shaking half from nerves, half from being so proud. Then, I got even braver and trotted her, when to my surprise again she just put her head down without even being told to do so..[she's my western pleasure horse that usually takes a time or two of telling her to get her head and neck vertical before she keeps it that way] I was amazed at her because I didn't even have to squeeze, just kisss to her and away we went. This is when I realized that I don't think I have ever trusted a horse so much in my life, nor had such a strong bond with one.
Oh, and I also learned one more thing that I'd like to share and I think we all have some lesson like this..but here goes:
If the pants you're riding in have a small hole in them and you go riding bareback, that hole somehow seems to be a big hole by the time you're done. :P